Day 40 (The Road to Emmaus)

This is my greatest fear:
I’m not going to recognise
Some sort of truth

And will stop for the night
Fail to invite him in
(not good enough to get
That feeling …
“Did our hearts not blaze?”

Lengthy and dry, the road that leads
Away from the holy city
Save the smallest drop
In my tear-ducts.

This is my greatest hope:
The day you said “You are not going to
Fail.” So far,
Friend, so good.