Jesuits

It was a hot night but from my balcony

I watched the black silhouettes of trees 

dancing softly and my heart was full

and like the Jesuits, I felt God’s presence

the words feel strange to say, unacademic 

but in the cool breeze against my skin and

in the bits of sky between the trees, that color

the balcony is my church, and I am Ignatius.