ah, that tap at the door, is it you?
i’ve been waiting all day so if you enter
would you please stay longer than a glimmer
and merest glimpse before you are again away
hiding in everything and nowhere i look?
that rock, this flowing brook, a maple tree and willow
formed from sunlight and earth, i believe and search each
i fail to easily find you in the most sublime sense
yet your presence is fragrant and tantalizingly near
i am walking to the door now with my prayer please be here
©John Greenleaf-Maple – text and art 6/30/17