has everything to do
with Him loving us
it's the river
we never thought
we'd see, washing
tonight
around our ankles
our thighs
calling us
Beloved
Beloved in the Earth
now
escorting each one-
the weak- the broken- the strong-
into the same
jeans stuck to our legs
waving and splashing
eyes filling
with Light
We are found. this is our glory.
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