Ox and Yokes By James Welch / by Elisabeth Cooper

I’ve found a tangle-thrill light

Cast from feather-formed heights

Shadows of flames form love in my eyes

The whirling sets me twirling

Into a chorus unfurling 

As I fly up into fire-filled skies

The secret is freedom

Fear I left in the chaos below

My heart strings tune to sounds

My mind doesn’t really have to know

Because the yoke is easy

And the weight of light bends through time

The promise of Joseph was one from the Ox

Whose burden would have been mine

By James Welch