Sing

You think you are alone,
With no way home?
Just a small joke of the universe.
A thousand things in here and out there,
point to the way.

Birds sing the name.
A footfall brings it to the ground
Light brings it to your eye.
The wind on your skin.

Silly, peevish thoughts
Place you alone
on a pedestal of your own making!
You never left home.

Surrounded by wafting, nameless, beauty
that never, ever, subsides.
A trick of the tongue that alone is "al" "one."
The song sings itself!

Sing ~ song ~ you ~ alone ~ one  ~ God. What difference?
Laugh at your own thinking.