A turtle crossing the highway
knows the moon
is on the other side
Night doesn't offer
a flashlight,
or a map
God is on your side,
my soft-footed love
I am a lost pilgrim
hunting blind
amidst blackberry bushes
that don't want me there
One sure foot before
the other
across an ink-hearted night
Mighty small one:
that I had your direction
that I shared
your intrepid focus
Great dreams settle
in small ponds
I hope that God is smiling
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