Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Father

Embracing

Father Love guides
with a gentle hand
   lifting up
          washing clean
                purifying
                      or showing
                            already pure.

Love, fatherly,
      opens the way
           tenderly removes
                 the stumbling stone,
           self not willing to see
       the pure and
   holy
me.
                                     
                                Father kind
                          and always good
                   hugs me close
             and sings a lullaby
       that wakes me
joyfully.
     

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