on the northbound train


on the northbound train
I met an Orthodox monk named Norman
who told me things he questioned telling me
which is how I find myself often
on the receiving end of otherwise untold stories

before I boarded, before I even got to the train station
I asked God for an intervention
He always comes through
He is the Good Shepherd
the Loving Father
never underestimate His love
I was once told

every day I am transfigured
small piece by small piece
cell by cell
most days I cannot feel it
which is ironic because I’m too sensitive
if I am any thing at all

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