Catching Breath
Cooler these mornings and waiting . longer to light
Slower the chorus of crickets . sometimes just one.
It stops.
Earth turns . and seasons count down
by the breath of heaven.
Good day!
Reverie this moment . in the age of iron
and still gold nuggets . of love.
I catch my breath . and touch
the Face of God.
(rev. 12/17/07)
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