The Last Invocation

At the last, tenderly
From the walls of the powerful fortress'd house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of the well-closed doors,
Let me be wafted.

Let me glide noiselessly forth;
With the key of softness under the locks - with a whisper,
Set open the doors O soul.

Tenderly - be not impatient,
(Strong is your hold O mortal flesh,
Strong is your hold O love.)

- Walt Whitman (1819-1892)

~ Many feelings as one flies away to find love, love across continents, feelings mixed and tangled to a manageable degree, can feelings be compartmentalized? We shall see. Waiting for time and for the dust to settle, just breathe.