I will expose you, God, where You hide behind the great gray universe, twinkling stars like marbles through the airless air. I will trace the whorl of your great thumbprint, the dust of it, across the darkened sky. I will call Your bluff, and blow away the vapor screen that secrets You beyond our streaming eyes. I will call You , God, call You loudly forth” summon You, who laid the angels, wingless, far from Heaven’s heights, and barred the entry to Your kindly Kingdom. I will dare You”challenge You, elliptic God, to come and shout Your wordless name. Come!

Cry out Your name, and ours . . . and mine ” as fervidly as ecstasy of lightning, as certainly as thunder on our ears.