I will not be at the church on Sunday but this is my Poem for the Sunday after the Feast of the Ascension May 27, 2017
Something Moves
Something
moves in our relationship
You were no
longer there in my sight
I want to
hold on to a one more night
or at least
to have you within easy grip.
But you were
gone, unable to be touched.
Yes, I could
hold on to some memories
And then
chance a reunion of stories
Where can
create a together unclutched
By desires
of empty need of your identity
But now since
I am separated I’ll find me,
The real me,
the one alive and fully free
By finding
the deeper union with serenity
Of you
living in me, being in each breath
I take in,
now and then beyond my death.
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