landslides tore apart the house
which stands no more
beside an ocean, but was risen up by cliffs
beyond a vanishing tide. They bore me upwards
through wooden planks
and shattered boards, dropped hallways
endings everywhere
as mountains lifted to the sky.
yet the stars prevailed, and you came
as an anthem, a crusader
to build a house, a monument, a home
to grace His mountain.
* * *
I have peace to thank you for, following through the knot
and pulling the needle out the other side.
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