Lord I Thought at Least You’d Be Here
When the others knew you I knew of you.
Maybe you need to be reminded
how we met
whether it was romantic?
Make it better
I hear you singing
with my ear
make it better
make it better
When I lay next to you in life
only you had the life.
Already you survive me.
Death after all that forethought is so green
in the dark like a wet kiss
I would give you up still for a person.
My first encounter with the divine I had a yearning to write about it. It’s not anything grand—just a pocket of grace at a difficult time. Can I even call it divine, I asked myself. Maybe it’s just part of the ebb and flow of life. Maybe.
Have you ever felt both a sense of longing and imbalance when face-to-face with the unknown? Have you ever confronted your mortal fragility and even wished sometimes to be in the after-all-this of things, where nothing hurt?
What is transient but tangible. What weighs down your heart so that you remain anchored to this world. Tell me: what would you give up for your person?
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