A blessing of wanting

Has mysteriously made its appearance

Shifting lives from just fine

To looking forward and being with.

 

How rare to want

And know how it feels

To be with the other

Returning to be heard

And sharing our nature

As a way of being.

 

This is the Holy of Holies

Where sacred deeds occur

And blessings are sung;

The words are the acts

And the sanctuary our hearts

Touching one another

On our way home to heaven,

To do this on earth

Is the human being Divine.