PERHAPS IT WAS GOD


I thought
It was you

But perhaps
It was God

Who loosened 
The ropes

That fast held my boat
To your harbour wall

There is water now
Between us

No more

The effortless movement
In and out

Of each other's
Space

Untied
Undone
Unbound

I have no oar
To row

Against the current

Only the tide
That carries me

Imperceptibly further
Away

We wave and speak
Across the distance

There is love
In our smile

There always will be
Love

Even as we move
Out of earshot
Out of sight

Into that unseeing
Silence

Another shore
Another state of being

I am constrained now
Until it is accomplished

This baptism
This fire

An unhurried haste
Has entered into me

Quickening

Every thought
And word and deed

Each prayer
Each restless desire

Strains eagerly forward
For the consummation

The Love

That knows no fall
And does no hurt or harm
And does not take offence


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