you envelope me
surround and support my crooked climbing
you hold me
tightly gripped yet open-palmed
you love me
you say it loud, this wreckless gift
you chose me
Lord, I can't make sense of this
you bought me
sealed forever in red receipts
you define me
once hiding in fear, now hidden for awe
you know me
your mirror-truth breaks heavy chains
you free me
now choice is mine and i choose you
you welcome me
you've never left the porch of waiting
you consume me
until all that's left is what you hide inside
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
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