God breathing on the embers of our souls

[Gabrielle Dean]

For all that has been written,

for all that has been read, we

are led to this instant where one 

of us will speak and one of us will 

listen, as if no one has ever placed

an oar into that water.

When we meet like this, I may not

have the words, so let me say it now:

nothing compares to the sensation

of being alive in the company of

another. It is God breathing on 

the embers of our souls.

Mark Nepo - from The Way Under the Way 

 At Wireless Hill