it is the beauty of these days
the softness of clouds, lazy, sun-kissed
drifting towards another dawn
stretching out over the expanse of the world.
they call it ‘big sky’ in Montana
an almost endless sea turned upside-down
dancing with the heavens in a passionate embrace
one can only feel the greatness of it all.
I ask you about prayer and such thoughts
do you meditate, you ask me, no I don’t
I am just being, interactive with the world
the universe calls, and answers fly with questions.
one is for you I imagine, one answer
from one prayer, from years of seeking
and you may call this a miracle
and how is it different from fate I ask.
well, we can give names to such things
awareness has no name, only knowledge
and now I have this experience
which finds me wrapped in your love.
we are on this journey, two souls
seeking a common threat, a consciousness
we are answers to each others prayers
and I finally see your god residing in you.