Unto home

    I walk with ragged shirt,

    virgin eyes,

    and bruised chest.

My skin is cooled

    by the glowing, westbound wind.

I have kept myself

    and laid my life aside

    to slay our enemies;

I have been allowed

    to take my life up again,

    for you.

When I lay it down

    before your heart and choice,

    it will be final unto death;

so that we may both

    ultimately arise,

        whole,

        healed,

        and one.