When I turn my heart to you in prayer
I find that I am smiling
A sigh escapes my spirit
And I fold into your arms.
That is the true moment of prayer
The rest is a conversation – mostly with myself
But you still listen
In infinite patience and love, you listen.
And you smile in return
And kiss the top of my head
And place your cheek against my ear
And I can hear the rumble of your melody deep within.
Somehow I know that you still love me
Even as I am
Even in this moment
Even through this day.