The earth is full to its brim

and spilling over

with the Holy.

Not metaphorically,

rather elementally,

substantively.

Faith in the Holy

connects the believer to the Holy

in Its ubiquity.

In fertile soil and pebbled stream.

In the honey bee and the chickadee.

In challah on a Seder dish.

In a flirtatious cuddle fish.

In the sea

In the pea.

Even in me

In these are the abode of the Holy.

Go!

Cannonball into Its depths!

Dive deeper into Its ocean!

See!

Breast stroke into eternity.