Like a clock
each second finds its spot
beginnings and ends
made manifest by the swift swing of
a second hand
In one breath
it's all contained
"My God.." sits steady on my lips
a shimmering sign
of the One come to life in Love
In solemn stillness lays
a heart with arms outstretched
a moment that echoes through
the ages
love made manifest
with no beginning or end
only gratitude and grace
souls made to feel their worth
embraced, sustained
hearts with arms outstretched.
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