You have found (perhaps stumbled) to the service to which I am, "called"
Beckoning to me from long ago and way too far from home
In a beginning journey of practised sincerity that exposed me; all appalled
During which I discovered life, though a gift but yet on-loan
You are now fully engaged into the service for which I was fully prepared
Of the same warmth, love and security provided me from womb
Now fully developed as "fielded" in such evident, certainty here so I share
In implied/hidden overrides of a funeral pyre or of somehow entombed
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