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In lacing of our hands
I see where Jesus stands –
In between our thumbs,
His friends, the crooks and bums.
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Softly swings the door upon its post,
And in the dusk, muttered curses from our host
Stumbling gracefully over her own feet.
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I sat on the porch with the evening breeze
And the wolf-dog cried bark, bark, bark,
And made the night feel closer
With that claustrophobic density
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Holding Hands
In lacing of our hands
I see where Jesus stands –
In between our thumbs,
His friends, the crooks and bums.
Enfolding of our palms
Relates the deepest psalms,
Fingers crossed and held
While music rose and swelled.
I pray to Him above,
But His sweetest love
Is felt when you and I
Are looking to the sky –
With your hands in mine,
God is in each line;
For He feels closer, too,
When I am holding you.
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