Whatever is next
just like love 
eventually finds you 
for you are
the one lost
and not it
worry little for 
blessings are not 
our prayers answered 
but graces given
by the Creator 

And now we lay
in the last moments 
of this our night 
thinking thoughts saying nothing 
simply waiting for dawn 
like two children on
the porch watching clouds 
for the promised rain 
so we can dance 
and here it comes 
the faintest of blue 
outside of my window 

I lose faith 
and therefore accept 
things that be
then really are
I don’t understand 
or ever try 
for all things 
are their own 
always absent me 
though we’re all 
connected by one 
nearly invisible thread 
it is infinite 
tying one to 
the next forever 
and so goes 
these many lives 

It is 
each inch
never more
or ever
less that
gets the 
worm to
where it
is going 
scale being 
what scale 
is the
same holds 
true for 
humans too