Fingering the heavens,
fingering the eternal,
reaching,
reaching for the knowing part of this God-friendship,
needing not just instruction, but communion,
needing not just a job description, but a guiding
with your eye upon me.
Presence—intelligible.
Presence—concrete.
And never alone: I would be
friend of, collaborator with,
fingering eternity now.
A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly Green 