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It all started

with a question

and the answer

that came soon after

where will I end up

if I stay where I am now

(outside the rain beats out a rhythm

like my heart beating)

the situation escalated

when I decided to stand

despite the pull of gravity toward the lazy chair

that beckoned like a warm bath

where I could sleep forever

if I wanted to

and believe me, there is a side of me that wanted to stay

(outside the electricity of thunder

crackles over a living forest)

but I took that first step

and the next one came easier

soon I had traveled farther than I ever thought I could

(outside I hear a bird start to sing

as a rainbow pushes through the curtain of rain)

when a person comes home to real love

there isn’t much satisfaction in looking back on the lie that was lived

that left a body used and alone

when a person is filled with the Holy Spirit

it is hard to miss the spirits that were sold for cheap

every Saturday night

when we find heaven

we aren’t homesick for the city of destruction

where we came from

(outside the sky is clearing

glowing after being washed clean)