Psalm
I want to speak heaven
into earth, into the fields
of wildflowers, into the
woodlands.
I want to braid heaven
into your hair, let you
see yourself resplendent,
see yourself divine.
Lit by that fire,
I see you, you are like
no other, you are essential
as the sun, as the heart.
Look at you shine.
Erin Olson is a counselor and poet from Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Her poems have appeared in a variety of publications, including Third Wednesday, ONE ART, and Sky Island Journal.

Such a lovely poem.
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