if you reach for me
i probably won’t be there-
relationship with the invisible,
the resounding bell,
jubilant and soft,
no asking for the infinite
from you
or anyone else-
beyond the expected
belonging begins..
done with looking
for you to meet me
i surrender
to something so much bigger
life carries me.
with no better partner
in all the world, a hand always to hold,
i’m drawn inward,
in a spiral inscribing
what has no bounds-
you’ll come and go
and i’ll continue..
gift me with your presence,
and i, you with mine,
the momentary dance,
one heart and another,
unto breath, spinning on