Today of all days, in this very hour,
Spirit reached for me, held me,
Though I was not on knees in prayer,
Not walking high on mountain summit,
Still Spirit found me, touched me.
I cannot say I understand.
Why here? Why now?
I only know I was discovered, found—
Cherished, loved, drenched
As waves wash over the shore.
What follows is yet to be known,
But now I feel deep peace within,
High up, surrounds, both cold yet warm.
Where am I to go? What am I to do?
Are you following me?