Holy
the spaces we inhabit
the sacramental
scenarios of
our lives
lived out with
grace quite unknown
but not unfathomed
the space between
(two people)
filled by the spirit
Population: Holiness
Feet washed in conversation
Wood venerated on a creating table
Stone rolled away in song and laughter
Love revived, resurrected by the One
who
dwells deep within and
right
in front of you
Holy.
Holy.
Holy.
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