Refuge

by

Rick Bandy

for David and Lesly Windle

A table set with casual grace.
Gleaming simple fare
Of epicurean’s delight.
Could not compel me
Returning there time and again.

Nor was it the wine
Heady blush of the grape
Blooming on lips
Glowing on cheeks.
Loosening knotted brows

Nor even the inevitable
Epilogue of coffee perfection.
Undeniable invitation to linger
Savoring the dark richness
Closing the eyes, sighing

That which drew me back,
Which tugged at secret cords
The inexorable pull undaunted
By the time, the miles,
The details of existence.

It was the solace of belonging.

Nights of table banter
Arguments and issues
Tug-of-war with ideas
Shattered by laughter
And healing balm of respect.

Stories told and re-told.
Heartaches confessed and
Wounds assuaged.
Milestones shared
With open-armed welcome.

Your house, your home
My family, my shelter
My place of belonging
Your hearts
My refuge.

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