You called me suddenly.
As always, I obeyed.
You smiled as you always do,
And I knew why I was summoned.
Your most joyous days are coming.
The day your son,
My brother
Rejoined his father.
In the heaven whence He came
For the succor of all
Holy of Holies,
I know this.
I know this so well,
Because you have told me so often.
And always with this same glad smile.
Dearest Mother,
Your ways are now my secret too
You chose to include me in your embrace
I do not yet know why
And I seek not to know why
And yet
Without fail You call me
Year after glorious year
And without fail, I come
Until I can no longer come
And then I will be with thee
And thy son
And the father
And all will be with us
And I know this is the truth
My Mother, My Teacher and Guide through the Maze I can never penetrate alone. My Mother who called me through my Sister. This is a matter of faith. Not of reason. Not of logic.
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