God is  not a fish that can be caught

As we lay together in the night
Open to the other and their gaze
We saw the spirit and its loving light

Now I dwell alone and out of sight
I miss  the other and his different ways
Did we rest together in the night?

Where’s the spirit,  I’m alone distraught.
Can it be other to my downcast face?
We saw the spirit, now I’ve lost its light.

God is  not a fish that can be caught
May peaceful contemplation  help  to aloss erase
Did we dream together in the night?

Grace  to find one’s path as comes midnight
Dies irae, requiem  sauvage.
We saw the spirit and its loving light

What is night and where are my own days?
Can I  endure its  piercing  mental pain
As I lie alone at  dead of night
Send the spirit, enfold me in   light