Whispered Wanderings

I’ve wandered quite a distance,
traveled many miles
from where I first began.

What I was taught
at last arrived full circle:
Something I was supposed to believe,
now something that I finally understand
believes in me.

I used to think that God
lived only in church, and wondered
why He never came home with us
on Sunday mornings.

That maybe if He did,
life wouldn’t hurt so much but
all these years later,
I’ve come to realize:

He did.

Because He made
my body only temporary,
He protected the lasting:
Gently cradled my soul
within His golden light.

Allowed me to retain
His precious gift,
my ability to love
and to let myself be loved.

klm
9/3/24