Because We Prayed

Start
With an address.
Are you Father? Lord?
Then glance
To the skies,
In hopes of a stir.
Press on.
I'll have to trust
You're behind that cloud.
Drab prose.
Listed causes, complaints.
And so I continue,
Hoping this is
Okay.
But sometimes,
There's a moment
When my heart glimpses you,
And whispers a word.
A secret.
A poem.
And I sense your gaze,
Holding.
Before,
Like the tide,
I fall away again.
Crashing back into coffee shops,
and a whirlpool existence.
But differently.
Renewed, a few years younger -
And that's okay,
Because we prayed.