Like a sharp bolt of lightning streaks across the dark sky

Followed by thunder that shakes the ground beneath your feet,

I step outside the back door searching for quiet moments alone

A crescent moon set high above

Numberless stars sprinkled thickly from horizon to horizon;

Thoughts of being alone vanish

Swallowed by the physical presence of such greatness!

“Who I am, what I was and what I ever will be”,

Lost completely in the wonder of standing silent

And quietly looking at last, with an empty heart, a numbing vacuum

My soul yearns, longs and begs for a little more

That must be there.

In a moment, as a small child once again

I even kneel and gaze as far as I can

Then pray to God who somehow must hear,

And groan from within the emptiness I know-

“Dear God,

I do believe”;

“Show Yourself to me”.

And tears form, deep breaths of night air taken,

And I begin to feel something stir within

I sense that I am free, truly at last,

A peaceful difference that remains

A difference I know will grow!



“The Kingdom of Heaven is like treasure hidden in a field.  When a man found it, in his joy went and sold all that he had and bought that field.”   Mathew 13:44-46