house of the lord

(from the one who is Love Eternal--)

how long ago I let you
split from me
like a wandering chunk of ice
carved from a glacier

but there is no forgetting
I will wait forever

for you to take your skin back
from the sea
and shake yourself loose from the sand
like a precious stone

and finally bring your broken parts
to me
dusty and dripping
pile them at my door

could I refuse you—never!
your worn-down fragments
are my treasure

and if you fall, look up
to my shining face

here, where you belong
feel my arms
still
holding you together