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| Kenyan Sunset |
Soon, very soon, the vans will arrive
to ferry us to the waiting plane,
poised to wing us home.
So I pack my suitcase, tucking mementos into clothes
and laying them alongside shoes and belts
before zipping it shut.
It's time to go home. And so my heart,
on tiptoes, begins to look west,
anticipating joyous reunion with the Dear Ones
to whom I'm joined.
It's time to return to my village, my people, the Ones
to whom I'm joined.
Whom I carried within while I've
pilgrimed through Kenyan land.
And yet, I depart with stowaways, who hide in a newly
vacated space within my heart.
They've migrated to that place which opened up
when some part of me-my heart, my soul?-
Declared itself Kenyan and chose to declare fidelity
to the sisters and brothers in Christ.
A holy exchange has happened.
I go, yet I stay.
They stay, yet they travel now to my other home.
In Christ!
Bryan
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