After Luke 15:11-32
I wandered through the store, myself
lost, looking for the lost and found,
seeking something I didn’t know,
something I didn’t know I’d lost, but
knowing the loss, the emptiness, the hole
in the doughnut, the hole in the heart.
Then: found. The window, the man
staffing the window, the man who saw me
coming, wandering, looking for what
I’d lost. He saw me coming from
the other side of the store, and he called out,
shouting it’s here, what you’re seeking
is here, we have it, you found it.
My heart cracked.
My heart filled.
The hole in the doughnut closed.
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