What lay amongst all that you’ve gathered?
What you gathered for purpose—
But what came in the night?
What hitched a ride on what you reached for?
For what you wanted
Brought with it some things with questions
And some come only with sleep
And some wished only just to sleep
To find a place
Amongst all you keep and call You
To lay in shadows sent by song
To find how long the day can be
To see what all these years
Just may be building
To simply stay by your side
And see
What lay here all this time
Just growing into everything else that was growing?
To what do I owe this pleasure?