Sabbaths 2002 III
Wendell Berry

We come at last to the dark
and enter in. We are given bodies
newly made out of their absence
from one another in the light
of the ordinary day. We come
to the spaces between ourselves,
the narrow doorway, and pass through
into the land of the wholly loved.

from This Day: New and Collected Sabbath Poems 1979 – 2012, Counterpoint Press, $25