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Saturday, August 25, 2018

Istanbul / Proverbs 14:10

A day closing, submerged in preciousness beyond reckoning.
The sun is sinking into the Bosphorus,
Goldeness lighting the city, 
This historic, seaside place, a home familiar and ever-changing.
A reel of memories; family.

The sun sets and shadows enlarge: skyscraper, cypress, a cat chasing a halo.

The night comes,
And I rehearse in the last glimmers in the Havas.
Departure feels like dying, dreams deferred and barely surviving.
Love, come overwhelm.
Desire, breath in my lungs and Source of fire.
The river’s coursing,
The rhythm supporting,
The land in between.

And the heart, it knows its own, and this darkened city shares the joy.