Christ

The distant roar of power

and yet so close

The name carried by the tempest of the Spirit

with strong roots in the ground

it cleans out the evil thickets

The name so distant

and yet so close

Wings that carry away

the lively shell-the Earth

through the sparkling depths of the universe

Wings spread from pole to pole

Wings nailed

The striking of salvation’s drops

whips the desert until it blossoms

Springs of your waters, Giver of brightness

from invisible sources that don’t pass away

water that land

water that world

                                                                      2004  translation   Pavla Bejčková