To My Father's House
To My Father's House
i'm coming to my Father's house.
i have the key,now where is it?
check my pockets?
i can be so irresponsible sometimes.
hhmmm, i know i have it...?
leafing through my Bible,
my prayer books
my papers?
then i'm thinking;
i suppose i could knock?
i could shout, he'd hear me?
kick the door down?
i'm not sure that would be good?
check under the mat
and behind the flower pot?
this is getting frustrating!
wait a minute!
Oh!
yes, there it was all the time,
around my neck
close to my heart.
the one given me by my older brother
after he died.
i slip the braided leather cord
over my head,
looking closely
at the large nails
formed into a crude key
with a carved wooden handle.
i slip it into the keyhole
it fits perfectly.
turning to the right
i hear the clunk
of the mechanism.
i step into the foyer
removing my coat and baggage,
my shoes and hat.
crossing the floor
i reach the french doors
gently sliding them.
there is soft music.
recognizing the song
i join in.
i stop for a moment and close my eyes,
meditating upon the words.
i cross the warm carpeted floor
to another set of doors.
they have beautiful stained glass.
i speak the words i see etched
on the glass and smile.
i softly knock before entering.
the room is swelling with more music,
love songs.
i hear my siblings voices
filling the background
and then the reassuring voice of our Father.
"Hello Daddy"
"Hello son...
tell me about your day?"
i run
into His outstreched arms.
(L)
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