have always been
and will be.
the same as you.
this morning marks
33 years of my
bobbling and
stumbling and
stuttering about
here on the ground.
but i have come
from some other place
i cannot see but
somehow in my guts
remember, and am
going back to.
and in that heart
eternal i live
today, and have.
before
he fathered time
or mothered earth,
i was.
after whatever
is next,
i will be.
before he even knew
he would shape me
or what he would
call me,
i was a breathing
reality in the
deep places of God.
and today is only
another sweetly
plucked string in
my long unwiding
home-going song.
Acts 17:28
