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One slow-moving summer
my sorrow was interrupted
by a part of God,

 

a wandering citizen of eternity,
an unwritten story
of tears and joy
colliding with a
crowd of rain
and shining like
the best idea.

 

I was alive with you.

 

Welcome, practicing angel
to this whirl of days;
not heaven,
but there is this:

chandelier mornings
and frozen infinities at night,

your unpolished surprises of summer
and all your imaginings scribed
in the shadow of
awakening

and so much love to keep
those sacred dreams
alive for
a lifetime.

 

I may not be there
with every new step,
to see the frogs that didn't
get away,

to hear your thoughts on
frogs and teachers and
philosophy and the tired
soul of sunsets,

but take this with you,
Heaven's brilliant plan,
miracle unfinished:

take the promise that
one pilgrim heart
walks with you.

 

Patricia Joan Jones

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