Psalm 

The Lord is my Arctic, my tube
nosed bird.  He hoppeth over
the surface of waters, my Jesus
bird who doth follow my ship.

He broods over cliff's edge, ponderous
over all of the penguins balancing
their eggs on their feet.

The Lord is my giant frigate bird.  I am
his limpet, krill, and his plankton.
He is the blue and the ever
in waking, blue
in the wake.

From Hams beneath the Firmament by Terri Ford. Copyright © 2007 by Terri Ford. Reprinted with permission of Four Way Books.