Demanding, Expecting
Standing there, pointing
At me, always wanting
To see something daunting

Something more than expected
Something dead resurrected
Like a God he speaks soundly
From the sky to the groundlings

And as I bow reverently
Breathing so fervently
Holding close to the air
Which fills my lungs fair

What has his Grace asked
What is my new task
What else may I do
To repay the sky blue

For the chance to listen
Bow and then christen
Each word that is spoken
Such a life is a token

As a peasant just kneeling
Humility revealing
That who I bow for
He is hungry, wants more

And I tell you he'll never
In willingness sever
This bond will stay fast
For want just to grasp

But today I stand up
I lift my head up
And I look straight forward
Into his eyes lost for words

Except to say, dear Commander
It is time you did gander
At the sky as I do
And see that it's blue

May you breathe it in too
May you steady your hunger
May you reach and come through
Leaving lightning and thunder

For the chance to see me
And the chance just to be
As a man that I am
Please, come, take my hand

We can journey together
And forever be filled
From our lungs to our liver
And in this so thrilled

May we stop sending troops
To fight other groups
May we just learn to breathe
Learning to receive

There is no battle to win
Peace living within
Caressing us gently
Holding us reverently

As I have held you
As all that I have
Today I hold new
Freedom, be glad

For as you have watched me
So closely, your servant
As you have stopped me
Your palm forward bent

As you have held me
As I have held you
With wings I fell free
From the nest straight into

Free fall and weightlessness
Came as I stand witness
To miracles in moments
And presently grown men

That God may come
And meet with the Buddha
That Christendom's run
Is all but seen through a

Small boy's young eyes
Tiring in the search
As he looks to the skies
And leaps from his perch