wander / wonder

i find my
feet
           wandering
on to ground
we dared not tread,
past the gate
that Fear keeps secure.

i find my heart
           wondering
what is this stillness here?
this silence that is so full     (breath)
       so holy
    (breath)
that it echoes
though no words have been spoken.

i find my mind
           wandering
in the peace of a place
       called home
holding fast to these
trumpet-tongued secrets
to these
mysteries of a loud shout.

i find my eyes
           wondering
what it is like to see
beyond the darkest shadows here
beyond wounds
we pretend to hide.

i find my thoughts
           wandering
deeper and deeper
my entire being
       becoming addicted
    to the freshness of the air
    to the wholeness of my spirit
    to the Beauty of the other
    to the Truth of this Love.

i find my soul
           wondering
how there could have been
a time
without hope in the One
       who names &
       who knows.