When meter breaks,
and rhyme is nil,
bring eyes and ears
to Christ's windowsil.
Raise up your hands
to touch your face,
reflected fully in
pane's free embrace.
i
do not know how
i
am to pray for this cover,
but in my mourning,
in my waiting,
i
learned to embrace the empathy of God.

~ Janet ~ 





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