the dervish whirls

over the blue sea line
the sun rises
a yellow burning glob
day comes

across the dark blue of sparkling stars
the moon races
a shimmering white
at night

day, night
watches over
the clouded world
where
the muezzin calls for prayers
the tibetan horn drones
the hindu bells ring
the church bells toll
where
they sing the hymns
and the torah
and the bhajans
and the mantra

each
in awe
of the one heavens
of the one sun
of the one earth
of the one moon
and one One
who makes all
spin

the dervish whirls endlessly