Hand Prints
By CookieZeal
See the Milky Way’s ascent from God’s index finger print; the same hand which carved my eyes- tiny windows to the skies. Dew from sculpted velvet rose- some of which has formed my nose, while in garden’s labyrinth fused His breath of hyacinth. Glory spirals He placed where glow-aurora dons my hair, juice of coconuts will yield sweetness of His kisses sealed. Oceans -salted tears He shed for men’s flaws His Son had bled; earthly gifts that mask the sins- seeding souls so life begins. Once within this vacant heart, is His voice that sets apart wonders that He’s made for me- so that full of Him I’ll be. When come doubts that draw the fear should we question God is near, Look around and touch your lips fashioned from His fingertips~ Close as skin and intimate is His love and marveled wit- woven in the womb are we, Passionate Propinquity!' You have hedged me behind and before, And laid Your hand upon me.' Psalm 139:5 Written April 14th, 2002 © on Apr 14 2002 07:46 AM PST, M. Dianne Grotius Berry spiritual • worship
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