I, 3.12
Love brings you home. Life calls you back, and back again.
When it ends, and the final life is sung, your wanting heart will be rewarded with a time of plenty, and a moment of pleasure.
And, indeed, with a completed list of things well done.
Place your list upon the screen and we shall read it together, making the changes necessary and in the usual way marking each with an arrow.
I will show you where to retrieve each gift before you lay your head upon the pillow, seeking no more of this world and all of its dilemmas.
Now be good to me and rest while I work in my own field. I have much to do myself.
