Saturday, July 24, 2010

laughter at bath time

in her eyes
is the hope of a thousand nations
her message and her vision
have yet to take shape on her bubbling lips
as i wash her hair
the limitless riches of Christ's suffering
splash water on me
and fill the universe
and all of time
and continue out from there
this joy
who can ever know?
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