Saturday 22 June 2013

TAKING OFF OUR SHOES

The smooth touch
Of cold marble
Beneath the pilgrim feet
Bloodied in the ascent

We have taken off
And left our shoes outside
With our weapons
Our strength and proud boasts

In the cool of the sanctuary
We are introduced again
To the pure nakedness of birth

Entering into life
Surrendering again to love
Adoring Him

The old woman
Pours water unbidden
On my feet

Cleansing, soothing balm

Drenching the soul
She is Christ to me

And I the beloved resting
Near to the heart



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