This new, this now
Like a triumphal return
but
without the needy anxious edge
of vanity.
The truth of me known,
yet
you welcome
as if there were none
better.
Forty years’ worth
of dreams of the place before,
of going back there,
now I dream my return
to this place I have never been.
Weeks of vivid nights,
dreams of this place and that,
of every place I have spent my heart –
and now, this dream,
this vivid night,
this warm welcome home
to this eternal place,
this new,
this now,
this I,
this Thou.
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