Blue · Bridge · Faith

The Coat

If all is dressed in a great love,
how can we take our clothes off,
and wander alone in the winter?

If all, if all is dressed in a great love,
how can we still live on
without loving?

So if all is, from the beginning,
dressed in a great love,
what’s the point in fearing?

The fear of being separated
here and now, right at the end,
by a misplaced word,
by the shadow of an ugly thought,
hurting Your heart.

For even though all is dressed
in a great love, we will soon die,
so receive us as we are coming,
barely walking, barely breathing,
with our eyes clinging to the horizon.

Lord, it almost smells like cherry trees in bloom…

 

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