in a moment in my mind in that feeling in your hand
the security of it and the flowing of it and the synergy behind it and the power in it
from your shoulder to your elbow to your wrist down to your fingers
from my eyes to my mind through my heart and off my lips
you found me hiding in that hole and reached out
first tentatively
then confidently
and permanently
and though your grasp is feather light
and lovely as silk
it's as strong as if God made it

because he did

heavy with excess dripping falling falling splashing your heart spills over into my mind and floods the delicate neurons causing chaos confusion dissillusioned intonation and resonance for the wailing of our hearts bleeding as one until that moment when we recall the joy of God who nevers leaves us or forsakes us and always calls to us by name so we may follow faithfully in him abiding

like water, falling, your stare cascades upon me in torrents of rage, i wither, erode, and wash away in the cataract of emotion you exude, i crumble, and fall, a pile of sediment, sand, mud, unable to withstand your fury

like the potter you relent, mold me again, but this time, just this once, with a small handle on one side, for easier grasping

like molasses in early spring the words are there, praising your beauty and your attitude and your devotion to family, but they will not leave my tongue, they lie in a heap though i tip the bottle very far, and will not run from their place, and i am frustrated because they dam my emotions as well as my thoughts

i pray for a faster thaw...