I inhale blue by midnight.
I exhale grey at dawn.
Over arid lands, I sweep my silent arm.
I am life where all is stillness,
In the rolling hills, a drum.
An army spread with glistening spears, I come.
I clothe the naked mountains;
With my silk, I thaw their chill.
Beneath my hands, their iron rivers spill.
I am water into water,
Falling to eternal seas.
We are separated, joined, in symphonies.
I am song within the sky,
Laughing dance upon the earth.
Hear the breathing in the night—behold, my birth.
By Mary Faustina