Saturday, August 21, 2010

Holding

I passed through fields of silk

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and lace

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and gold;

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Chased the clouds,

the road to the skies

and watched the sun unfold transparent gauze of light.

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I drank it in.

And as the blanket, cool, descended on my skin,

I bowed in thanks again

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for this small glimpse of Him Who gave a voice to stars

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and holds me in His hand.

(For an old friend who is holding on, seeing the beauty in the midst of heaviness)