Whoever You are

Of this consists my respect for you:
That rising from sleep to the morning sky,
You speak the same words that I do.
It’s not enough to be both of skin
That being cold creates a shiver within
Or to have both eyes that tear
When fingers, looking near the same, are bent,
For what is human is not universally so
And our statements of belief are all we know.
That and these rare moments when,
Pressing palm, like mirror, to gentle palm,
Our lips reflect each others lips
And speak such prayers in unison
As: Whoever You are, help us to Live.