THE NEARNESS OF YOU
You came so close
I could smell your last meal,
Wine and bread and wine
Body and blood carried on your breath.
You held me so close
I became strong,
You held me so tight
And I broke,
So, in Your arms safe at last.
A safety I do not yet understand,
This poor broken man-a sparrow
Fallen to earth
Felled by the wounded hand
That now holds me.
Wilf Dec 2015
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