—for T. S. Eliot and ET, the Extraterrestrial
Half a hint,
Half a gift,
Lord, I’ve done what I had to.
I pray you
Meet me Halfway
So what I long for
Come True
Realized.
In any form or fashion
In which it may come
I’ll not recognize it
Unless I’m connected to it.
In whatever way, I cannot divine it!
Let me be able to say
Thy Kingdom and my home
Are One.
Though young
And You so old
Thy Kingdom come
To my door
As if it were
Your Gait.
There.
Time without stopping
And World without end
Amen.

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