In this quiet space,
Where my carnival thoughts lie still unpowered,
I look to my side, and see you beside me.
The look in your eyes, encouraging, we’re thinking the same thing—
This is what’s left when the lights fade and the swirling stops.
You here, me here, taking a breath before the next.
What Wonder, my God with me in the pause.
Not just present, but WITH me.
I grab and hold, as the first strains of a new day echo in the bright air.