Eyes smile back,
laughing at their desperate urge
to salvage and absorb.
Relieving their mind
I say, "yes."
Their faces thrill with
embracing joy,
finding another that
has come into their fold.
"Have you found nature?" I ask.
The frantic light dims,
puzzlement
takes its place.
Patiently I wait,
amused by their assumptions.
"Have you found Christ?" they counter,
defensive now,
detached.
Dimly I smile,
retreating myself.
"I did not realize he was lost."
~Flame RavenHawk