What does it mean to commune with God?

Arising from my knees early this morning, I asked myself had I simply been โ€œsaying a prayer or had I ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’–๐’๐’†๐’… with God?โ€
I paused and reflected upon the question.
I slowed down.
I sunk deeply into my very comfortable chair.
I noticed all of the distractions around me.
The ticking of a clock.
The buzzing of an electric light.
The whistling and howling of the wind.
A car engine roaring into life.
The chirping of an early morning bird.
I noticed my breathing, in an out and the physical sensations of my breath.
I became much more ๐’‘๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’†๐’๐’•.
I became less concerned with time.
Consciously, I had moved from simply getting my prayer done, into a much deeper immersion and was now ready to โ€œcommune with Godโ€
๐‚๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ง๐ž โ€“ โ€œto communicate intimatelyโ€
I returned to my knees.
I yielded myself to Him.
I began, slowly โ€œDear Heavenly Fatherโ€ฆโ€
I expressed thanks and gratitude for a while.
I listened.
I listened some more.
I asked for guidance and help.
I trusted.
I communed with God.
I listened again.
Time was irrelevant.
I closed โ€œin the name of Jesus Christ, Amenโ€
I waited.
I waited some more.
I listened for a while.
I listened, quietly, paying attention, listeningโ€ฆโ€ฆ
Answers came.
Are you simply getting your prayers done?
Or are you communing with God?