take me back
into the last place i go
murderer.
breathe them out
hiding behind smug smiles
and content cackles of security
of the world as i know it.

it takes me back
beyond the blurry visions of this horizon
falling into a sanctuary of burying
the past behind the lights of
hope surrounding
breathe them out
breathe You in.

You take me back
and my eyes, what do they see now?
on that dirty, narrow road
and the men who walked it,
finally gasping and reaching and despairing
for truth.
chosen. fearless.


take me back again
to damascus.




//

9.18 -- immediately, something like scales fell from Saul's eyes, and he could see again...