come to the praying place
the rocks are warming
the early morning light lifts steady over the bluffs
come to meet us, Lord
in spirit
in mind and contemplation
we gather here
among the tall rippling grasses of these breeze-blown mountains
your presence moves
brushing past our out-stretched arms
reaching tenderly to cradle the field flowers
bending softly in the wind-
how have you been?
rest
now
light soothes
and strengthens you for the coming day
