psalmI give you the wings of an angel
and make you to soar to great heights
unlike icarus
you are free to touch the sun
and I drop the currents of the air
send you to plummet into the cresting waves
and the depths of the sea
it is I who put the air into your lungs
and I will take it out again
you breathe as I will it
as though My hand were around your neck
to crush and release you
as only I desire it
You are My child
and My touch is on you
in the rain
which falls on your brow
as a seal to bind you
to My heart
I will give you
and I will take you away again
I water the garden
but you must work the earth
Mairi Graham-Shaw
© 2013
Image links to its source on Wiki Commons
The Garden of Earthly Delights, inner left wing (Paradise) - Hieronymus Bosch
(between 1480 and 1505)
public domain
Hey John, you crossed my mind and I thought I would check on you. How is your summer going? The above poem is lovely and loving. As always thanks for sharing the beauty you find. Take care!
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