Friday, May 27, 2005


May 27, 2005

I know what I’ve lost.

A husband and wife
lying in bed, talking, existing,
safe together in the solace
which only comes with
true intimacy.

The quiet shade of a park bench
in the company of a friend,
when no words are needed,
because they share the breeze,
the sun, the warmth,
and that is enough.

The trust of a child
sitting beside her father
at the end of a pier,
placing her hand in his
without a second thought.

It’s only a moment,
and few ever realize
that no one has to pay
for this peace,

because chances are,
someone already has.

It’s shattering time,
rending space,
living into reality,
who we were meant to be.

I know what I’ve lost,
but it may yet be found...

in the moment
when courage finally comes
to look into your eyes

and smile.

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George MacDonald

"Home is ever so far away in the palm of your hand, and how to get there it is of no use to tell you. But you will get there; you must get there; you have to get there. Everybody who is not at home, has to go home."

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