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Handmaiden's Joy Pat's Cross

Handmaiden’s Joy


Like grain spilling to earth
from a silo filled to overflowing,
Your blessings lavishly anoint me.


Such abundance robs me of breath,
replaces air with light,
inflates my lungs with a radiance
that seeps through the folds of my flesh
exposing a long hidden secret.


But I am so giddy with adoration
embarrassment eludes me.


No longer able to store the bounty,
resist the movement,
my body sways to the cadence of Your love,
and I accept the invitation to dance.



Alive Now, Nov./Dec. 2006.


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