A shovel is a prayer

To the farmer's foot

When he steps down

And the soft earth gives way

A baby is a prayer

When it's finally asleep

A whispered, “Amen”

At the end of the day



And a friend is a prayer

When they bring over soup

When they laugh at your jokes

And they don't ask for proof

It's a song that you sing

When you are alone

When you're weary or lonely

Or that far from home



For all your searching

There's nothing to do

What you've been looking for

Is looking for you



I'm the prodigal daughter

You're the dissonant son

We've been washed in rainwater

We're the fortunate ones

On the other side of midnight

Just before the dawn

You can feel it coming up

When the long night is done



It's as heavy as grief

And it's weightless as smoke

It's the dream you forgot

It's the letter you wrote

It's the first birds of morning

That sound like a hymn

Throw open the windows and

Let the light in



I'm a wayfaring stranger

You're Indiana Jones

We are Gracie and George

We're Watson and Holmes

The air is filled with angels

There's no devil to outrun

Just sigh and kiss the ground

When the long night is done



It's a collar turned up

A kiss on the forehead

A string and two cans

It's the last thing you said

It's a hunch that you follow

A light in the dark

An idiot check



It's a balm for your heart

For all you searching

There's nothing to do

What you've been looking for

Is looking for you