With my awakening,and a summer scent in the air,I was 
startled and jolted from a sweet veil of prayer. 

I was about to turn backward to gather my things, when the 
well in the backyard begin to sing.

Some are so far away and some are so close,no one can tell 
by the look of the eye,but can always feel it when they 
merly pass by.

Some who are wondering and those who no doubt,will end 
this soul searching with quiet a loud shout.I may not be 
near when the excitment begins but i'll never go far and 
not come back again.

There is wonder and laughter and simplicity, all hovering 
above us ,the night's Majesty!No time to stop and to seal 
this open door,when the rivers are springing right up 
through the floor.

© Copyright Gloria/glostarg


(8-11-04)