o my soul

i need to start writing again,
but i don't know what to
write.

sacred sounds surround me
wistful looks pursue me

o' my soul rest a moment
for the journey begins

at times tiring
but
o' my soul
what an adventure
pure delight
each morning brings
a newness, a beginning
that only u can greet

each day is its own
no one else's

no one can share the climb

no one can breathe ur air
it is for u alone to traverse

but a quick furtive look
reveals -
wait -
there is a companion
hidden and silent within

the recesses of ur heart.


waiting
waiting
ever hesitiating
for ur breath
your soul invite

A M E N