four feet of snow
one inch thick
the rain
like a parallel
you center
on a wide margin
where
only emptiness
can enter
but
I Am Here
the walk was long
not much encouragement
you worked the loom
like a lithograph
and then you turned
I Am Here
the words
fold
the sun cannot melt all the snow this instant
so
it
slowly
melts
but
I Am still Here
you had to find your home again
I understand.
I Am Here
You had to find who you are
I know
I Am Here
you had to get lost first.
yes
and makes some changes
okay
and
I Am Here
We can watch the snow melt together.
I love you
Your Beloved
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