Through fog-lined trees

Nestled in

A misty embrace

I find my pace

Face to face

With the belonging

Beloved…

Wholehearted

Words

Attempt to transcribe

An ineffable experience

Like flocking birds’

Flight to Sky…

Alighting upon

A branch

Of immense

Jubilation

Tears

Muffle

My expression

Of the Wholly Divine…

Maybe this journey

Is intentional

In its Flow

As synchronicity

Shines

Through our window…

Windows to the soul

That connect

Resurrect

And

Whisper

Not yet…

Being

The echo

Of God’s Eternal Grace

I know this place

For it’s our home…

Souls condensing

Beyond their

Misting forms

To coalescence

Through beating chests

As fair air rises

Softly

Safely

And

Warm…