Dipping my toes in the water of our connectedness
Touching that bliss, walls fall, hearts meet
Taking care not to dive in too deep
At this church
On this earth we are mortal
Children depend on us
And our ability to be present
In the madness of it all
Living requires
Delayed comprehension
A willingness to take a lot for granted
To dance at a wedding
And type words to no one
While the soul yearns for freedom from its cage.