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Poetry: Breathing

THE CITY OF GOD

Once, in a dream

I found myself in a coat

nothing else.

I had no money,

credit cards or credentials,

nor a single clue

to my financial status.

I had no memory

of friends or family,

if I was loved by many

or by anyone at all.

I didn't even know my name.

I was standing alone

at the gate of a golden city

full of sun lit buildings

on an ocean's edge of clean white sand.

Inside the city

friendly faces welcomed me,

lavishly sharing food and housing

and anything I needed

completely free.

No questions were asked.

No one cared who I was or knew

or what, if anything,

I had accomplished.

The whole city

embraced me like a family

long awaiting my coming home.

My empty heart

soaked up love, until it shone,

becoming part of the golden City of God.

Learn more about this author, Eileen Norman.
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