God help us please
to be at ease
with you.
But to respect
how we're connect-
ed too.
These two at once
make up the dance
of life.
Such a tension,
not to mention:
Love's rife,
and we'll grow up
in truth a pup
of him.
This dance of truth
in loving youth's
not dim.
It sparkles like
some life of Christ
on Earth.
And truly it
is ev'ry bit
his birth;
from seed of God
in human bod
to walk
among the place-
-es human face-
-es talk.
His glory hid,
kept under lid,
still there,
peeks out at times,
when God word rhymes.
We stare.
But must entrust
ourselves, not lust
but care,
as your heart does
"Live here, with us!
We'll share!"
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