I'll be home soon
and the chair in its proper place
and the light in the twilight window
soft and violet
in the milky unlit evening room
soothes as a dawn or noon time blaze can do
and I know having lived through many of them
and always amazed that they feel to me
as they've always felt
an eternal moment beckoning to me locked in this skin
for its appointed time
for the time when that that body's done and the soul unlocked
takes its place in that soft waning light and
have no fear of anything dear
when that time has come
I'll be home
I'll be home soon...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.
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