God is Love

At the top of the sky
not the top
when you're in an airplane,
but when you're lying on the ground,
maybe getting grains of sand in your hair,
you are not thinking because above you is sky
just sky at the top
clear and empty
making you feel full
of something unknown,
like someone knows.
You wish for a ladder
up to the top
where there is nothing
only sky,
just blue, before it becomes
black and scientific,
where you find an easy warmth
alone you feel it, an assurance
that you are not alone
and seeing no one
in this moment is love
because you barely exist
except that you are overwhelmed
by hope that seems eternal
and then you think of Him, and it is.
You see Him
at the top of the sky.