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Have you ever been

invited into a

perfect idea,

something like the

last rays when they

slide down 

stacks of sky,

when they are 

liquid wisdom

soaking every shadow 

in your

brittle moments,

and adoring your

one life, 

right now,

and every starry spray

is your own light

reflected back,

because you 

are that loved,

and so wanted?

And have you ever 

spiraled into 

that imperial space,

vast as imagination—

a ruby chamber

living an angel's life

inside the lordly rose

and found a lost portion 

of yourself,

then whole, 

you were everything 

you needed?

If you have,

even for a moment,

felt like the most 

important concept 

the universe ever had,

and were crushed in 

its pulsing light,

its unendurable wonder,

its elation 

for the essence of you,

for nothing you ever did,

or didn't do,

just because you are,

and will always be,

then you have,

dear pilgrim 

in this lonely dance,

entered into the arms

of God. 

Patricia Joan Jones