There are moments
Of peace and solitude
Of calm beauty and divinity
Which allow us to connect
Of peace and solitude
Of calm beauty and divinity
Which allow us to connect
Diffuse, airborne and flowing like a boisterous tide
She swallows the bridge whole
So up we went.
So climb up
Up up up
Where the eagles soar
And become like a god
Surveying all below
“What?”
“The Jesus Effect,” I say more loudly. “When the sun comes through the clouds in shimmering rays like that.”