water

i would gather you ~
cup these small hands together
to hold as much of you as i could
and walk you toward a garden
in slow, thoughtful steps

i’d feel you filling the spaces
between my nervous fingers
in the tiny wrinkles of my palms
knowing that i cannot keep
the parts of you that will overflow
beyond my simple means

and even if only traces of you were left
as i pushed past the gate
i would turn around and smile
knowing we had blessed the path
behind us.

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One response

  1. oh my dear glenn…this is so beautiful, such the open language of your heart.

    August 5, 2011 at 8:12 am

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