Holy Spirit Orchid


They clustered together

figures in green

bent in prayer

waiting for new birth.

Arms seemingly folded

faces a blank,

they leaned forward

reaching far beyond.

Green stems of hope

cradled the burning desire

to enter into

a Spring world.

God’s spirit

settled in silence on them

and the buds once closed

broke free.

The wings of a bird

opened wide

and smiled on all

with a white glow.

Light and life

entered gently,

and Pentecost glory

was born again.

Viola Athaide is a student in the Windows of Theology program at Regis College, Toronto. She currently teaches Scripture at her local parish church.


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