This morning I settled on my deck for reflection and prayer
The sky was blue, and the heat had not yet arrived
I came looking for peace for my spirit
I did not find quiet
Squirrels played noisily, running through the trees
Sounds of workmen spilled out the window
Bird song continuously rang through the air
Sirens sounded in the distance
An airplane flew overhead
The wind blew through the trees
I sat with my head bowed, open
After a while I looked up
Branches stretched out above me, reaching
The birds’ music boosted my spirit
I found the peace I sought
Warm, gentle, love
And tears slowly ran down my cheeks
