was not the string of texts received from lover-new

Band aiding night aloneness 

in vain attempt to heal a wound


nor the 3-digit number of "Likes" on bright picturesque ocean views,

despite your pilgrim's foot tracks 

and had-revelation under the moon


nor the mouth of a resounding "yes" to leisure time in lieu,

the shadow of a friend whom

vows to finally spend the day with you.


But intimacy

the open page

after a day of 'full'.

Mid-continuum relinquishing

a self-will to the cues

(of the Spirit) Stop!


This is holy ground - the glory cloud and

Jesus in us!

Lord, I can find no greater delight than Your manifest presence,


So I will be silent


Watch in awe

and best


take off my shoes.