Grace

You only need a scrap of time
to move toward God.
—14th century unnamed monk, The Cloud of Unknowing

A scrap of time, a small space
an interval, a quieting down
of the noise—just enough
to allow the unexpected
to enter into view

the time to sit and wait
to reflect upon the sound
of silence, to release
all sense of how
you'll meet

to walk within
that scrap of time
in delight