Tuesday, September 24, 2013

anathoth (Jeremiah 32:1-3a, 6-15)

hope is

the pool of cool
   found on the driest,
      hardest days of
      the journey, where
   i can be refreshed
         with life;

the needle and thread
            held gently
         in your fingers,
   as you cradled me
   on your lap
      gently stitching
               my soul
      back together;

the parcel in the
   i purchased when
   i said 'yes' all those
            years ago,
      and no matter
      how many times
      i have lived
         since then,
   the deed is still kept
         safely deposited
         in your heart;

the smell of the warm
         just out of the
      oven and placed on
      the table set with glory,
            telling me
   you have been waiting   
                 for me
         to come home


is . . .

(c) 2013 Thom M. Shuman

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