I will venture back

to Flatland
(if only for awhile)
to see if it's recovered
from its winter
battering,
and to let my story
intersect
(if only briefly)
with those who
are still real in
my heart and mind
(if only sometimes
in distant memory).
It is now the
Temporary Destination;
I have escaped its
exhausted gravity,
and when I return
to the Garden,
it will be a homecoming
made more blessed
by the reminder
of what I have left
(if not who).