I lie prone on the dense carpet
At peace with the air around me,
At peace with God's people around me,
Who are listening together to one story.
My eyes unfocus, focus, focus again
on shapes and movement along the
line of the floor.
The floor is polished hardwood.
Table legs, chair legs, Aaron's legs and Dennis' legs
a forest together
Bifurcated along the line of the floor.
While we listen, they shift, not very much
But enough to bend the origami folds of mirrored
light and shadow
And peace is a kaleidoscope.
~ Bekah Tuggy 8/7/04