two hands

looking down at our hands,
mine inside the larger -
fine sun bleached hair,
tanned and strong -

i asked,
Lord, what do You *really*
think about this?

clear as day i saw -
a ribbon, beautiful -
like satin velvet - yet gossamer -
delicate - yet strong -
wrap around and across -
like a ribbon around a present -
binding our hands -
joining them together -

oh, the stuff of promise
that holds my heart intact
when the very next day
i learn this hand -
this strong hand -
this tanned, sun bleached hair hand -
is soon to be whisked
away.

i will trust You, Lord
that when i ask You for Your heart
i will not see a lie.


~by me, aug 15/08