Love the fan makes spark the fire
Love the focus creates form from desire
Love the finescreen turns firehose to mist
Love the filter sees Pharisee as Christ
Love the factory where miracles are fashioned.
Love the furnace freezing hearts have sought.
Love the fruit tree with gifts for all laden.
Love the filings on the greatest magnet caught.
(to K S Hoare.. who has an aura of white light
as she is a conduit for the healing grace of
God)