Pardon

With a cosmic shake and slap,

order is restored.

An artist athlete's comeback.

I live your pardon with you.

Suddenly all the possible

elemental permutations

can be seen all at once.

You will find me

dancing in my kitchen or

singing in the garden.

My insane co-dependence

seemingly has purpose now.

Illumination continues,

a gratitude of the purest distillation.

We will sit on your front porch again.

We will talk and ask questions.

We will drink coffee.

We will be children.

God! It really is this simple.