Up from the prayer cushion

I contemplate

As long as there is a story

I'm telling it to

For love just is

And the heart of christ is compassion

The story 

Pathways away from the unknown

Circling circling 

I choke, and emotion wells,spring of love

Cup of overflowing waters

And while I will give and let then flow

I am still attached to them being received-

Grateful for a heart whose story is love