From the star the finger pointed

From the star the finger pointed.

Light or lightning leapt the chasm and new life sparked to heartbeat. Energy in the bellied seed became the sapling, the desert oak which stands upon red-sanded rock. Branches spread in shelter, night air now rests soft.

Journeys, arrivals, tables overturned.

And so the life of ever begins, a star, and finger pointing.

Thank you for being

Thank you for being here with me
Thank you for being

Thank you for being my friend
Thank you for being

Thank you for being you
Thank you for being

Thank you for being my friend
Thank you for being

Thank you for being here with me
Thank you for being