Braid Your Hair With His … - Poem by Mark Heathcote
God - has many names,
But "Love" is the one that counts
Most aptly "Love is"... "Love"
"Just Love" only, one word
Like..."God" isn't it?
God - has so many names
Each acts as a veil...
But "Love" is, "Love" only.
So braid your hair with His...
Embrace, lock fingers with His.
His is a tree twining roots...
His is the first branch you perch on...
His is trees-bough at your center
Your hearts bead is a locket of amber
"The trees name" is "Love."
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