Thank You Good Sir

You sounded happy
I don’t know you
But suspect you’d want me to know Christ
Like you do

The sunset interrupted your reading of Saint Augustus
So you interrupted my conversation
Pointing out the colors
They were beautiful

It was a good thing
You looked, I looked, my wife looked
I don’t know what either of you thought
But I tried not to think

Thinking has killed beauty for me
So I could only look for a moment
But the mood I had from it
Made everything easier

Vers Libre

January 1, 2016