In the wee hours the rain came.
I stumbled from my humble bed
Into the darkness to be wet
Once Again
And as the liquid fodder taps
My mind gifts, a conscious lapse
In Time
Spun into a quiet place
Enveloped in a loving embrace
O’ God
There I know all is well
Separation is but a silly spell
I’m Here
The laughter is the thread that sews
Conscious deliverance through the prose
Of Life
Wondering if you feel it too…
There is no question that you do
My Love
For now it is alone I dance
Finding blessings in this chance
To Feel
