Pink Toes Atop
what a lovely dream
you must be
to walk along
on such lovely feet
to call these yours
repeat repeat!
pink toes atop
these lonely streets
O what lovely gems!
my child, my heir
may I wash them now
with love with care
what lonely feet
repeat, despair
but what lovely gems
you have right here
surely you know
how wonderful you are
pink toes atop
a heart of scars
pink toes atop
these lovely feet
do you realize
what you mean?
a child, a daughter
in unison
we call to you
but paper thin
you denied to us
your lovely feet
a broken heart
despair, defeat
but what lovely gems!
O songs and hymns!
pink toes atop
belong to Him
and we will stay
for your return
to sing to you
how He yearns
for pink toes atop
your lovely feet
prostituted lies
can not defeat
what a lovely dream
that you are
God’s lovely child
with an alabaster jar
brilliant! absolutely brilliant! …and sad… of course I have tears in my eyes after I read it… and of course I want to go make a painting of your words, as I so vividly see them in my head…
I work for Scholastic now… we need to get you a book deal!
Tears are so close to my eyes these days. This is so absolutely the heart of Jesus.
Have you ever read “Let me wash your feet” by St. Basil?
Thank you both. This was a fun one to write. I cried while doing so.
A book deal? I’m flattered.
St. Basil? never heard.