A prayer

Atop the hill,

In the silence of shadowy trees

Before the lit up candles,

Oh god with folded hands

Between u and me

The shadowy farther distance

The ways walked, and splitting

Show me the way home.

Oh my hibernating love

Who ever built up nest in these trees

For u and me to sit together,

To enfriend the lonely silence

Fear not our denial or forgetfulness,

To clumber the sky when honey fills up the flowers of silence,

Spinning a silk for the new sky,

The symphony from ur piano in this hillside,

The shadowy trees of my mind-side,

The sunny tracks where flowers wither of their long wait,

Fill in as a song,

Fill in as a light,

Come as a prayer in our silence,

Oh God, please come.