EASY
Even then,
Even at the dimming
With all the last farewells
Looping and limping
Sliding down to lazy scrawls,
Spidering finally, to the bottom line,
Even then,
Easy as old moccasins,
Easy as a lover only dreams away
from a warm womb waiting,
Even then
between an end and a beginning
I'll know
As I've always known
It's joy I'm rushing to,
Something I've known down here in flashes,
Fleet promises,
Warm as angel’s whisperings
wrapping me around.
It's moving on to that
that's worth the long hard haul,
Worth the weary waiting,
Worth it all.