Monday, May 19, 2014

The Garment of Our Becoming

The sun is the eye of a needle
and the trailing day is a thread
through the heart of
my life and yours

so that each sunset draws us
into new closeness
a tighter weave than
we have known before

and the garment of our becoming
is worn in turns each night
while we sleep, by angels
longing to be us.

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