For All I Can't Know

love amidst looming questions

I bow to the Mystery
low as the chorus
of evening steam
singing its suspended praise 
a heavenly haze above
this storm-soaked summer lane

all my largest
looming questions remain
as indeed they always may
their edges laced
with intricate patterns of pain

I bow this night
after the rain
because You have spoken
not some trite token of comfort
but an Assurance of Love
sublime and soul-deep

outside of time
born from the space
of gentle awakening
from softest sleep
You offer no answers
but promise Your Love

for the price of my trusting
and letting go
and so
I bow to the Mystery
relinquish my history
and love You the more
for all I can’t know

Sending this a little early as I will be traveling the next several days. 
Wishing you peace and gentlest blessings,
~Cheryl Anne