A Blessing

We stand under a cathedral sky fashioning
a blessing for one another, a blessing of clouds
pierced by shafts of light. The light infuses
our words and opens our hearts.

Now, we too, are light.

The sky will not fall on our heads. The sky
will remain the sky, will send gifts
of rain and snow to soften the fields,
feed the flowers, give us drink.

Breathe in. That is a blessing.
Breathe out. That too is a blessing.
Keep breathing and listen to the sound 

of your breath greeting the air.