Submitted for the 2017 Liturgist Guild Yearbook. Written by Avery Jenkins

I am the oak leaf turning.
I am the crow on the wing.
I am the water on stone.

I know these things because I have been told.

Speak to me again, oak staves, of the deep knowledge of the earth. Show me the bright wisdom of the sky.

Let me feel the current of divine wisdom
Blowing through the trees
Flowing down the stream
Passing through time and into all things.