Layers

You move in layers

But from here it appears the same

I’m fortunate enough to see through

I begin to understand

Chapels eclipse in the horizon

And clouds backdrop the cross

You find ways to remind

Ways I’m able to perceive

Your messages I receive

The divinity in everything I see

Close enough to reach out and touch

But we move in miles per hour

And although you’re this close

No bridge could be crossed

But I too know, no touch could be lost

If smoke enveloped me

Or if blood soaked me

I would still breathe you in

ⓒ 2003 Shawn Michael Quinn