You are the known way leading always to the unknown,
and you are the known place to which the unknown is always
leading me back. -Wendell Berry
and you are the known place to which the unknown is always
leading me back. -Wendell Berry
Ten years and the betters outweigh the worse by far
We wouldn't trade lavish stories for fuller pockets,
for our eyes glimpsed God's faithful hand at work
Memories cling like fire escapes to third floor walk-ups
The barista and bike messenger fade to lore for
country views and two babes our love made
Four helmets line the hall and we still savor coffee hot
Did you think that we'd be young forever, too?
But we've grown up, learned grace notes
Hearts rest in being known and loving more
An outpost in a peaceable kingdom can be a lonely place, but
home is wherever i'm with you.
This poem is reworked from one published 8/24/11.
Another on married love: Full Hearts
