The Pilgrimage: Part 13 / Phillip Neal Tippin

I must
Fear the passive passage
Or I would pass that way
I would

I am thinking in terms
Of a term
That escapes me.

Always building You temples
In the midst of us
But You built Yourself a Temple
To come among us.
A house of prayer and sacrifice.

Now us Your dwelling place,
Preparing many rooms.

Thanks
For the day
And the joy
Of being
Out in it.

Dabbling may be better
To avoid a deep disconnection.

Break out of kindergarten 
With my ADHD friends.


All poetry and supplementary material: copyright 2020-2021 by Phillip Neal Tippin. All rights reserved.

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