Living singly part of God's kingdom

My trajectory seemed clear

Since the freedom of the past.

A gentle breeze

To charm the seas

And guide my feeble mast.


The sunshine freely given

As reminder of a love

No one out-streams

Life-giving beams

Cascading from above.


Just the breeze and its beloved

Content to surf each wave

Together as two

In golden hue

Homebound to join the brave.


Yet winds can often move

In routes that might confuse.

A nudge east or west

To do what’s best

And gain more than you lose.


It sure makes a traveler wonder

When the route takes you by

Another soul

Who’s been made whole

The golden joy gleams in his eye.

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