Compassionate Desire
01.26.17 (Pasadena)

I looked outside and looked up
The pale blue light of day paler
The etch of trees and wind darker
There was an intricate design
Held afloat by the silver clouds
I looked outside and looked up
Luminosity. I hear it whisper.

I saw a voice spread across
The sky, the trees, clouds and light
A certain beauty of the way things are
A certain whisper so divine
My spirit rising without knowing why
The mind in agreement without
Understanding. Faith growing
This moment of pondering
Why such grandeur
Why such abundance
Why such compassionate desire
Faith rising
This is the moment of reckoning
To applaud
To be grateful
To stand up.