Home At Last

for Jan Bacco, 1961–2000

God’s warm and safe hands take you bright and perfect slip you inside a tiny new body so that you might explore this splendid world of sensory delights sunlight on spring grass the snap of a breaking bone music in the morning pain and panic warm baths at bedtime a knot in your stomach exuberant kisses from lovers and children a hasty succession of years and then you start to remember a place without time suddenly or slowly you turn from this life and find yourself back where you started: God’s warm and safe hands home at last