Here

[cindy paulos]

Here

 

Here, in this moment,

I’m alive, in the sounds that echo life.

In the rain washed breeze that brushes

against my skin, like a lovers soft kiss,

in the light of a new day.

 

Here, soft whispers of a dove

Search for a reply

That I cannot answer,

 the call is not for me.

 

Here, A candle burns its wax

Pouring reminders of how this

Time slips away from here.

 

And part of my soul,

Calls to God willing to take

Any answers.

That can be taken as a symbol of the reflection

Of my life as mirror,

A crusaders flag,

That marks the memories of this space

Where I have lived, dreamt and given all away,

As the earth spins into the light

And my life smiles at this passing effort

To make difference,

When it makes no difference

Just a bow to God’s introduction

To who I am.

And I just a way to say thank you.

 

I am humbled by the impossible effort

To claim my being,

That prefers to be with God while acting out my life

Just here, just now, just all of this here.