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When the hemisphere shrinks

to a personal level, no longer

describing just half of the earth,

but half of your world –

your speech, your mobility, your life –

you gain a whole new respect for the word.

You recall all of the times

that were synchronized, unnoticed:

smiles, laughter, movement,

all flowing in glorious symmetry.

Bits and pieces of grace trickle-in,

lines and narratives long-stored:

“Take up your mat and walk.

What do you want me to do for you?

Your faith has made you well.”

You feel him standing there,

the great physician himself,

aura of his love radiating all ‘round.

Now it’s our time to ask:

You, hair-counting, flower-nourishing

safe-keeper of all creation;

put her and us back together.

Bring us to the place of wholeness,

where who we’ve become reaches

toward your intents and purposes,

and love is the final measure.

 

Photo by DeEtta Harris Jenkins

© 2015 Todd Jenkins