Hearts Hungry *

Hearts Hungry

for beauty, we
savor autumn's palette
before 
it slips away.

Souls longing
for stillness, we 
huddle in silence
gazing
at the stars.

Minds dreaming
of what could be, we
raise our arms
aiming
to touch the sky.

Souls yearning 
for communion, we
lift our faces 
to welcome
the breath of God.

* Title is inspired by words in Glenn Mitchell's Substack,  PrayerNotes from the Homestead.