Feeling the present, 

the presence of god

cool breeze, clouds are shining

sun is rising, not so shining, why shying?

mind asking me to become a wind ,

to go and help the sun , 

drive away the covering 

of darkness, and sin 

colorless, yet the bluish, the sky, 

far away beyond stars, 

out of reach by hand, 

yet nearest as my skin 

mixed sounds from a distant mike, 

singing glory of god

god appearing everywhere, 

walking into home ,from nowhere

entering into my heart unaware