The Father sings his Word into the void,
From the depth of his heart bursts out this spring,
Creation’s waterfall by Spirit buoyed,
The breath of love enfiring everything.
He spoke his love through Mary, bearing seed
Sown for us, baking our redemption’s bread,
By the fiery dove whose flame fulfils our need,
That at time’s end no tears be left to shed.
Dead for the Father, through the Spirit slain
In spotless sacrifice, and through his breath
Our dead bones rise with him to dance again,
The three-fold cord ascending us from death.
Rainbow divine, one glory shone in three,
Taking us into your own family.
—Christopher Villiers, “Trinity”