by Michal Mahgerefteh
Above and around the Mercy Seat
stretched wings encode His Will
to the Material Universe through
the ever changing horizons: the sun,
the moon, the stars-at their zenith.
Nevuah uses words to encompass
a mark upon the forehead of men
falling like rain from heaven. And
I, with an array of weaving, wrap
the Fabric of Time around thyself.