A Homecoming

One faith is bondage. Two
are free.  In the trust
of old love, cultivation shows
a dark graceful wilderness
at its heart. Wild
in that wilderness, we roam
the distances of our faith,
safe beyond the bounds
of what we know. O love,
open.  Show me
my country.  Take me home.


-Wendell Berry

a beautiful poem on the mysterious joys of marriage. -5p