DRENCHED

Oh God who watches every wave
and is with each blade of grass
let me know you’re here

The world holds me blind and deaf

Let me hear the whisper of your breath
in the sighing of the wind

Feel the brush of your robe
as you come to me

I lay my heart in your hands
and long to throw my body
in your arms

Gleaming rose
glowing sunset
pale before your glory

Focused on your work
twirling in ecstasy

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About Michael Resman

I'm a retired pediatric Occupational Therapist. I now write books and serve as Clerk of the Rochester MN Monthly Meeting. I've helped helped edit WCTS and serve as the organizer for our gatherings. Since July 5th, I'm a grandpa!

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