No. 21 - Unworthy

Sunlight filters through

Holding still among leaves that move

And sway with whispers on the wind

Yet never carried off and away

Deeply rooted they near us stay

‘Round a table garnished

With half a bar of dark chocolate

And two mugs of tea

My heart here says

What else could we need?

Yet—with song in hand

Melodies lighten the air with truth

Transfixed by the hope that brought me to you

For if time could give us such a gift

Undeserving

What will eternity grant us

Through mercy

Unworthy