Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Scars


It seems strange to see your bruises

and the scars along your side

they remind me that the body's weak

they all look so much like mine

a soul indwells every crippled shell

and puts movement in each limb

the breath of God sustains us well

we see life anew again

I grow older every moment

but in you I understand

the frailty of this temple

makes me live with open hands