I pull a sun from my coin purse each day.
And at night I let my pet the moon
Run freely into the sky meadow.
If I whistled, she would turn her head and look at me.
If I then waved my arms, she would come back
wagging a marvelous tail Of stars.
There are always a few men like me in this world
who are house-sitting for God.
We share His royal duties:
I water each day a favorite potted plant of His -- this earth.
Ask the Friend for love. Ask Him again. For I have learned that
every heart will get what it prays for most.
