Northern Cathedral

Towering cathedral pine,
raftered with clouds,
floored with mica and gypsum
shining reflection spilled
as fallen stars.

Gulls sing accompaniment
to the organ, rolling waves.
A symphony of praise
in light and wind.

No need here for name
or holy Word;
for hallowed spaces
or the learned,
debating Godhead.

Creation speaks with
tongue unbridled by
the fearful minds of men.