The word you have is "grace". The word you have is love. In these few moments and hour or so before the sun begins to gather the strength to come up, you have the words of healing and union where peace is made in the places we though there could be none. Opposites draw together in the sign of the cross, the crossed hands of Jacob's blessing, the crossed limbs of Jacob and angel, of the crossroads of our encampments, of Moses meeting Aaron. For a brief moment you invite me to not be disturbed where you are not disturbed and to be untroubled so long as you are untroubled. That is the moment I cast all of my prayers into it. It is like some strange chasm and in that place all things can be seen, all things can be done, all things can happen.