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is a divine, diffused feeling of comfort

that can only be felt

in the relaxed ease

      of it happening



interwoven fingers—

knitting loosely     held hands together

shielding to softness—

resurrecting one another



is a powerful feeling

threading people through millennia

in soldered, rooted connection

      to the light of distant stars



is being wrapped in a contentment

soothed by a song

hymned and hummed into a lifting

alight from all that has happened,

all that is seen



in this protected place

I am collapsed into one, wordless knowing— 

familiar—     old—      and then new

but always after the journey away

the distance it seems to take

to see what it is really like

to be touched by God



and you.