Face

[Theophilos]

The father’s face, looking from afar
waiting in the distance
glimmering with hope.
Youthful eyes on a wrinkled face
oh, what a beautiful sight.

Go back to him, you are still a son.
Too long have you slumbered
amidst the pigs, bathing in the mud.
Too far have you gone
dancing with the moons
thinking they were stars.
The more you ate
the hungrier you were.
The more you saw
the blinder you’ve become.
Go back and leave it all behind.
Go back, you still know the way.

The father’s face, looking from afar
waiting in the distance
glimmering with hope.
Youthful eyes on a wrinkled face
oh, what a beautiful sight

The merriest of feasts
a warm robe, and a ring made of sun.
The blood is thicker than water
when the bone of bone returns.
Never mind your brothers’ envy
never mind the grinding teeth.
When love has washed away regret
nothing else is known
nothing else is felt
time and space are cast aside
and everything is born anew

The father’s face, looking from afar
waiting in the distance
glimmering with hope.
Youthful eyes on a wrinkled face
oh, what a beautiful sight.
Never let it disappear from memory
never let it melt away in the night​

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[CharliRenee]

This may be my favorite of yours so far. As someone who came back, it resonates my experience. You are so gifted, brother. Please continue sharing.

 

[Theophilos]

This may be my favorite of yours so far. As someone who came back, it resonates my experience. You are so gifted, brother. Please continue sharing.

Will do, thank you for reading. And please continue sharing your insights as well on your path to our triune God.