Friday, June 22, 2007

Ruth Graham Goes Home

And when I die
I hope my soul ascends
slowly, so that I
may watch the earth receding
out of sight,
in the vastness growing smaller
as I rise,
savoring the recession
with delight.
Anticapating joy
is itself joy.
And joy unspeakable
and full of glory
needs more
than "in the twinkling of an eye"
more than "in a moment"
Lord who am I to disagree?
It's only we
have much to leave behind;
so much....Before.
These moments
of transition
will, for me, be
to adore.

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