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I have been burning to know at last
In an other being
The very stamp
I missed
And the deep cleft print of a far place
The world still
Alienates,
I have been longing to hold
The granted grace of your
Given ness
And the knowing
That
We belong
So that, even though She may
Still have to hide
And
From where She stands
Unknown
Work still at those
Minute shiftings
Laying Matter bare
To the Force,
So that, even though She may
Want us still
Away from Her,
Be found
The sweet courage to
Live and
To give,
And a moment came
When my call was made
Conscious,
A child that One
Lets at last
Run to the breast
It sought,
And for those seconds in time
I knew again
Where was home
And ever since, I cling to the knowing
That you are
Coming”
*June, 1982:
“When will it flow and flame
Into our
Huddled spaces?
When will it grow
Manifest,
Gorgeous,