in my yard

it was when
she was all alone
outside,
in her yard,
when the plants
became her companions
and their
conversations flowed,
when the sky
played with her hair
and the grass
comforted her steps...
when life no longer surrounded her,
but became her -
that was when
she sat
in the middle
of god.
and when
god sat
in the middle
of her.
© Terri St. Cloud