Beloved, I awake
in the glory of morning
and you lie beside me
still sleeping
and I see how beautiful your face is,
how lucky I am that you are with me,
and this becomes my only will:
to be here with you.
Prayer is the silence
after we’ve both said this
to each other.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
November 15, 2019