This moment
refers to itself.
Infinite liberty
to build or destroy
one’s precious life.
Grit and resolve
or despair and abandon:
tough choices
on life’s way.
For so long
I thought existence
was a mountain
until I heard
the lyrics of love
dancing in Your heart
resonating in my own.
Thank You
for the life in me
Thank You
for the heart
agitating its holder.
When I’m alone
pedaling my bicycle around Paris
there’s this
absence of myself,
and I feel
Your presence;
this unfathomable
penetrating Me
like an axe
chopping at wood
by a running stream.