|"The Return of the Prodigal Son" by Rembrandt|
44 years ago today, six days shy of my 30th birthday, I moved from Tulsa to Chicago
Behold the person of bone
and you behold Death.
Look within the bones
and behold the Awakener.
You, my heavenly friend, my Angel,
You, who have known the path since time out of mind:
Never cease to enlighten me,
"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light." — Matthew 11:28-30