I arrive at the field and home
I walk in the dark of night to regain the breath I spent
I hear the howl of an owl and a shriek of the same creature I think
I breathe by the only tree far from the middle of this field
standing like an upside-down jellyfish
Then unfrozen be the wind
The night brings a quiet as it often does.
With Him, I am reminded who
I thank Him.
I sit and be counted by stars
I hold prayers in my breath
breathe them with no sound as I gaze and listen
Listen how everything gives praise
this is a beautiful night
This is a gorgeous life.