Poem: "Abide" by Carrie Newcomer and Parker Palmer

Oh, abide with me, where it's breathless and it's empty yes, abide with me and we'll pass the evening gently stay awake with me and we'll listen more intently to something wordless and remaining sure and every changing in the quietness of now. There are things I cannot prove, and still somehow I know. It's like a message in a bottle that some unseen hand has thrown you don't have to be afraid, you don't have to walk alone I don't know but I suspect, that it will feel like home.