No more to it than that
Not for the moment
You pray, I meditate
I go where happenstance moves me
But what of you
I hear you talk of strength
I hear you talk of faith
I hear you talk of belief
With eyes partially closed
I see starlit flood plains of light
Glorious sunsets, wild waves crashing
Old lovers and kitchen sinks
Your visions, please tell
Are they divine
Are they modern
Where is their relevance centered
If you wish take the floor
Swirl, smile, dance if you care
You have my undivided attention
For now I ask only your explanation
No more to it than that
Later? Why yes
Then you may be more persuasive
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