Lord Yes

I sit in the quiet, just breathing and watching my thoughts move across the skyscape of my mind, move to the someplace else on a cloud being pushed by the wind. When the thoughts stall and I am tempted to grab ahold of them, work them over, pull them apart, I breathe again, think Lord yes, say yes to a different  force than my own figuring. I’ve been figuring so many years, and I’m stuck trying to make sense of something as big as the sky with something as small as my mind. Yes, I say, yes, Lord.