How lovely and strange
to wake up to a man
in my bed this morning.
What bodies can do in the dark
can be displaced in the light
But not here, not now.
I am enveloped in a stupor of comfort
and the humble realization
that I understand so very little
about myself, yet
I increasingly know
the prayer of gratitude
the beauty of being seen
the courage of stepping into the river of love
when it bends towards you.
