Here

I am listening

for your guidance

for your presence

feeling for you

I know you are here.

I know you can see me

hear me

feel me

seeking you

You know I am here.

Why, only in sky,

do I seek you?

Only in trees

and wind

and silent hills?

They know you are here.

Why not inside?

In classroom

livingroom

boardroom

headroom

heartroom?

You know you are here.

In sound and silence

joy and suffering

burnt toast and chocolate cake.

In art and failure

tea and sex

the quiet places of my being

the loudest street corner on Earth.

In the eyes of the dying

the space between heartbeats

the wings of a dragonfly.

You are here.

 

 

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