what happened to the child
who dropped his toys
ask him what he found
ask him who he met
toys fall off kids who find something new.
God, you placed me here so i could
feel your lavish hands
handling my soul for the rest
of my life.
your hands they,
put me to sleep
deeper than my pillow goes
i tell people i sleep on a bed
I’m a liar
and in the morning your hands draw open
the curtains for my eyes to take in that
spiritual sunshine.
such holy hands stretched out to entire nations
and the touch between your people and yourself….
is the push that gives life
where babies cry to breathe life.
how i love to look for your hands
all over my day, in all places.
whether a thousand suns happy
or a hundred feet sorrowful
i know where to run to
i could leave everything behind
at the sight of your arms.
i don’t remember how my toys look like
he doesn’t remember how his toys look like
that’s what happens
when you delight in something new
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