we can touch eternity

in the thin places

of attention and compassion

we can touch eternity

now

 

mat of purple

beneath me

the pressure of palms on thighs

feel the breath of God

now

 

cup of tea warm

in my hands

lemon honey sweet

taste goodness

now

 

clear eyes and gentle smile

across the table

truest conversation

hear the voice of God

 now

 

chimes, brass and wood

outside the window

brings memories

taste the salt of compasison

now

 

feet on pavement

around the neighborhood

honeysuckle in spring

smell of creation

now

 

we can touch eternity

in the thin places

of attention and compassion

we can touch eternity

now