Every step is on the path.
Now be silent and pay attention.
Things are real here…
We’re real. You’re real.
Know this. You, my friend, are real.
Before the dawn, there is rain.
Nothing to look upon, no pain.
As a vessel of light I look in
To the divine love of my kin.
Souls before me and beyond
Sunday morning and the clouds are thick.
Peering through the shell like a baby chick…
I am in awe of what I see.