Friday, May 28, 2021

I retreat to seek your presence. Are you here in this small room? Why think I that you hide yourself in a lair?

Sunlit plane, active rampart, factory floor. You are present on the journey, in the heat of battle, in the midst of collective labor.

You are also here with me in retreat. As I leave here, let me meet you and meet you again.

Thy will be done.

(Letter #2,330)