To Where the Spirit Dwells

In all humility, for my God and Savior

I fall to my knees and weep.

My spirit yearns for what is pure, my heart longs for endless love,

my eyes drift to what is beautiful, and my mind forgets all that is not.

I rest my body on grass and dirt, and sink into the sodden earth.

Loose me in the forest, forget my dwelling there,

you may find me in the heavens 

in much,

much,

 later years...