Assembled Mercies

A song upon a country road
Of hearts gone wrong but love gone right;
Assembled mercies we’ll unload
When we get home tonight.

A tune the autumn sunset sings
Of where we’ll be and what has passed;
Assembled mercies we will know
When we get home at last.

I touch you in sometimes night,
And you return the touch –
The sacred unexplainable
That always means so much —

A long drive almost ended, neath
At sky of silver monochrome:
Assembled mercies, everywhere,
And we are headed home —

The long, long days of travel done,
There’s no more need to roam:
Assembled mercies, everywhere,
And we are headed home

And we are headed home

And we
Are headed
Home

Author: Sibelius Russell

Sibelius Russell (a/k/a/ Owen "Beleaguered" Servant) lives a life of whimsical servitude -- whatever that means.

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