i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

of two-headed janus

and his mischief

of looking back, looking forward.

one step away from the window

of lovely echo

and her sorrow

of helplessness, of regret.

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i sing to a new dawn

in remembrance of a rich day.

of an evening star

keeping watch overhead.

of animal whispers

mingled with baby cries

and a worn out woman

with tears in her eyes.

i stand in awe of the

heavenly host

and their hallelujahs

to the flocks on the hills.

of wise men on camels

and visits from angels

a story unfolding

on the threshold of wonder.

my heart still remembers

my soul lingers still

on the words of those pages

in your leather-bound will.

your footsteps imprinted

on the sands of this earth

lives torn asunder

restored in your love.

my eyes are now closed

to be still in this moment

i remember your grace

your love and your hands

as you hold them out

to me.

and wait for the day

where i run toward you

with all of my strength

and say, "yes

i will.

i love you Jesus."