what moved me to tears
was an unnamed longing
why would i seek more than
the safety and warmth of home,
the everyday litany of ordinary things,
and so generous a share of this gracious earth?
but there are cold places inside creeping toward the heart,
stealing wholeness and warmth and the spirit's bounty...
miraculous and steadfast resolution must begin in these 40 days, now as then...
...and, now as then, all but the unconditional love of angels depends on it.
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