Faith in the fern's uncurling fronds,
the specificity of cuticles
radial spokes of Scots Pine
and the axial neurons of a lamb,
the anemone closing over a finger,
the multiplicity and dazzle of a rock pool.
Faith in shifting sheets of sea,
the depth and drag, the tonnage,
in flickering skeins of starling
breaking over roofs,
in songs and shapes of promise,
light as cloud, precious as shanty.
Faith in our heavy, beautiful hands,
their matter and their freight.