The Beloved can think of nothing more beautiful
than her children running toward her
so she stands a bit away
so we will come to her.
But she is not waiting in faraway places:
no, it is in people whom we least suspect.
In the stranger, even the person we dislike ―
Ah! There she is.
She gives us this gift
for our own delight.
The Beloved has hidden us
in one another,
waiting for us to see
and come together, astonished.
─ June 7, 2017