You and Me

"Peace, Peace."

She sings light from above,

holy white and clouds of gold,

love shining through speckled corners of the sky,

we reach for the coloful display of the light,

that it may paint our hearts

with heavenly delights,

as our eyes decipher the radiance and determine,

"Can this be real? Can this peace we behold in the sky be real?"

And now I look down to the Earth,

here too, shining brilliantly,

I see the browns of her beautiful body,

the arms of our mother, outstretched,

embracing us with her colorful warmth

hues of a mother's heart,

nurturing us, tending to us,

telling us,

"Child, child, you are the sky, the water, the Earth,

everything you see, every face you meet,

every breath you breathe, it is you and it is me."