The Religion of Sitting Together

The religion of sitting together
under a shade tree in
evening breeze with the rattling of eternity.

Dirt road walking
through the religion of insect sounds.
Watching together a boiling incoming storm
in the liturgy of clouds.

Becoming aware overhead
of spirits stirring night wind leaves
into a burst of applause.

Dropping a stone into a deep well
waiting, waiting for the answer,
then doing it again
in the religion of echoes.

Talking quietly in bed late at night
floating in a dark terrifying world
but warm and secure
in the religion of together.