You took a few steps with me
They may not have seemed like much
My silly legs, they wobble as I walk
Like a child who does not even know the feel of balance
You were a stranger among strangers.
I was stranger still.
Passing through the skin of bonds already tendered
Already Group; no further need
Yet at my knock, a need created
You cleaved the circle
Opened your embrace
And in I slipped
While you were not always the source of warmth
(Though I was grateful, as
Too many comforts make me numb)
But always the source of wisdom
Your word, spoken soft as the lighting Wren
But swollen with truth
So often waking me with its prick
In some ways you were strangest of all.
And it will be strangest of all
That you will now be present only in our missing
And you will be present.
You may be leaving
But you will not be let go.
God bless you on your journey.