i waited there
beneath the tree,
a child and a tender plea.
my simple prayer
"please send to me
a sign that someday I'll be free..."
and there I waited all day through
the air was still
the sky was blue
i thought a cloud might give a sign
a shifting shape
to stir my mind
but clearer skies have never been
and ne'er a message sent from there
the grass beneath my fingers then
a ladybug, a singing wind
but nothing
not a single word
fell from the sky, or rose from earth
and then I felt her
soft as grace
cooing from her hidden place
a song of love profound, sublime
her downy prayer
devotion's sign
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