I stayed up all night while Jesus prayed, with
colors behind my eyelids as I listened to his
shuffling feet, he always paced. no place
on earth I’d rather be than the quiet of this
mountain with Jesus near, walking
in circles through the inky night.
this is what I know of eternity.
when I open my eyes, more stars than there
should be and I can’t close them again.
I watch the multiplication. I feel it last
forever.