yearning

I enjoy the late afternoon sun coming through the window

my skin feels tight and I can hear the sound of rushing water 

I’m kneeling over some rocks on the riverbank 

and I begin to understand this singular moment in time/space as universal

my sadness is mundane and yet the water in the river never stops flowing 

in the same breath, 

the divine never ceases to exist  

and I know them through the subtle messages from the Universe all around me 

the endless sky and the deeply rooted trees and the sun that is reliable and deeply lovable 

thank you for seeing me,

that is all I’ve ever wanted