Beloved

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
      
         
                  
There is a young man
I woke up loving,
whose being I cherish,
his fingers, his kidneys,
his humor, his kindness,
his mornings and evenings,
all his loves and desires,
and every sob and guffaw
in his heart’s dark seedbed.
He is mine. He lives in me.

There is a little child
taking apart his world
with delight and curiosity.
He doesn’t know who I am yet.
He is learning to walk
inside my chest, my legs.

The Loving One from whom
this splendid Creation blossoms
loves you infinitely more
and more particularly
than I my son or my grandson,
nor feels any less delight
when you come near.

         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net

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