Yes

 
Can we be bonded by a faith like this?
where our own existence
is enough? and our faults
seem to vanish
in its ocean of magnificence
the way a mosquito
seems to vanish
as it dances
across the sun?
 
This here we are
     is the gateway
into a Love
     so abundant
that ripe plums
     weigh their branches
to hover above
     our cupped hands.

I may have reasons for doubt,
but those plums... so deliciously full, so ready
to burst! ...they seem to say
yes.

From and for God