And Sparks flew

SPARKS FLEW

We are each of us a different-sized ring,
slipped over the ring of the Spirit.
We can slide round it and, on occasion,
simultaneously touch any number of other rings.

On the first Pentecost many people
of different races and languages
touched one another in the Spirit
at this level of their being.

They understood one another;
they seemed one;

Spiritual sparks flew.

Bishop Richard Harris

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