There is a moment
On every ladder
When you look down
And see yourself
Standing
On the lowest rung
I prayed for the watchers
I fed the dogs
I took myself for the man
At the window
Inside
On the safe side
Then I read the sentence
While we were still enemies
We were reconciled
We
Once more
We
We carried the lanterns
We sought the Light
To bind it
And the Light
Let itself be bound
For the ones
Who bound it
Look at the witnesses
One by one
The first man to confess
Beneath the cross
Wore the uniform
Of the execution squad
The man who wrote the bridge
Do not avenge
Feed your enemy
Had been a watcher himself
Outside other houses
Warrant in his pocket
Some of love’s strongest witnesses
Are enemies who were turned around
We carried the lanterns
We sought the Light
To bind it
And the Light
Let itself be bound
For the ones
Who bound it
Once you were enemies
Hostile in your minds
Now you are reconciled
Two lines
A whole life
Between the lines
I no longer stand at the window
Looking out at enemies
I stand in the garden
The lantern still warm in my hand
And someone asks me
Whom do you seek?
And because I was found
While I was the seeker
With the wrong intent
I can tell anyone
Circling a house at night
The door opens
Not because you earned it
Because someone waits
Who turns enemies
Into household members
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