Tuesday, December 8, 2015

From the Notebook of J Michel

Essex Street  

It happened while I was standing in the subway.
You don’t think of that as a very spiritual place,
do you?
But I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised;
when deep calls to deep
it’s bound to catch up to you.
I imagined Jacob laughing gently at me
as I stood in the Essex Street station.
I saw the world again for the first time,
still tasting the bitterness of wilderness
(for the first time in a long time)

filled completely with love.

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