They call it theophany
Divine manifestation

Fire goes before us
Leading the whole nation

Now the secret flame
Seeks among the stars

I holler out your name
And this love that we call ours

I do not know fame
But I do know Irish bars

And I know wai Thai taxis
Amidst careening cars

If the illness was truly shamanic
Then perhaps poetry my vocation

Gerard had unshod feet
John of the Cross had levitation

            
               I have Catholic Asian