How many miles to
Babylon? the children chant.
Three score and
ten, comes the reply.
Can I get there by
candle light?
Yes, and back
again. And back again.
All there is to do
in the game is laugh and run
and hold on tight –
as the line weaves
and circles back and, one by one,
thread the needle,
one by one.
How many miles to
Babylon? Insurmountable
the distance,
millenniums away and back again
yet, the game has wafted
down as the children chant,
their queries if
not replies resonating
in quickly-beating,
childish hearts; run, laugh
and hold on tight. Lord, we want to know –
how far and how we
might arrive
at our destination
and return home again.
All there is to do
is to laugh and run, hold on tight.
Thread the needle,
o child; thread the needle.
O child of God, play
the game, hold on tight,
though the journey
seems uncharted and endless.
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