As I lay dying
there were no regrets,
... because I answered back
From all beginnings
to every distant end,
... I answered back
Not waiting for any higher calling
or mystery on the wind,
... I answered back
Before the questions, even after the
secrets,
... I answered back
I shouted in voices of my own becoming,
and you forgave me for every one,
... and answered back too
Spreading your wings
eternal,
...inviting me to climb on
Pointing me toward the
heavens,
...for one last ride
Where I hold on triumphant,
listening to you announce into forever,
... those things I've said
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May,2011)
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