Monday, May 21, 2007


We are out of our old house and into our new one.
It's a lovely house on a pretty street.
The neighbors are nice.
I keep wondering when I will be home.
It's not ingratitude,
It's just that when I am out and about,
and I think of home
I think of my old house.
The smells and views that gave me comfort.
I wonder what it must have been like for the Israelites during the Babylonian exile.
Perhaps we are all in exile in this life.
The rhythm of our earthly days
are the stepping stones
to home.
Peace and all joy to you.

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