Having Tea With God

Sweet air rising to the rhythm of my rhapsody
Takes me by surprise as the early morning melody
Captures me aloft

Songbirds serenade the trees and they oblige with grace
Dancing in the breeze to some imaginary place
Like clouds so soft…

The earth beckons, how rich her taste today
So much life within -- a colorful array
Can you feel His creation?

A neighbor waves a kind hello, steps out to get his paper
“Having tea alone today?” he asks haphazardly.

A smile my only reply, then a pause as
Our eyes meet and he recognizes the
Long forgotten elation of
Having tea with God.

photo "Cascade" by Luke