What if all that matters
are the live breaking moments,
like a cosmic scoring sheet
measured through the heart
of every beautiful pitch we receive.
We live our faith by loving the world:
the owl and birch,
child full of mischief,
gold moon hanging on the horizon,
laughter joining us with a stranger.
Our sheet fills up if we’re lucky
and keep our eyes open
for what is good
about living in this body.