She returns to their unceasing love
transcending language. Feels their constancy
she had let go, needing
to press forward in a sure direction.
Now what is more certain,
their constancy she had mis-
understood. In keeping
with a purer silence.
All she carried by herself
she thought was all
she would redeem, until
this moment of arrival when
the magnets drew her in,
and she allowed herself to feel
treasured beyond the badges
and diplomas and awards.
Sheila E. Murphy
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