The Touch of Your Grace

This touch
that is my beginning
and end
O tell me
of its curves and bends
and how it will twist
my spine to break
and how it will shake
my ribs apart
and how
trying to contain you
it will fail
so it will just sing you
to the sea and sky
and all that is holy
and all that is mundane
shall before
the glimpse of your face
suspire
and with a sigh puffed
before they fade
shall say the unsayable
with a word of light
and you will smile
and smiling you will set
the world in motion
the stars at rest
and everything and everything
will be in place
just by a touch
of your infinite grace.