Tuesday, 11 July 2017


Beyond imminent
It is done
A reclamation
A sacred responsibility 

A declaration
Of ability
With which to respond
To self, in love

 I sought
Outside myself
Though never another's,
To grant or deny

Please forgive me now.
This trespass.
As I in kind,
Forgive self-transgression.

At heart's hearth a tale,
Of a heroes journey.
A quest beyond the pale,
 The grail located closer than imagined.

What a joy it is,
To rest,
In a heart,
With all the comfort of home.

It it my great pleasure.
To share, 
A well furnished hearth.
Thank you, but you need bring, nothing.

R. O'Neill (July  11, 2017) 

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