God Kisses

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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God kisses the corner of your dark eyes With tears, you alone would know he's observant And like a goldfish in a bowl you forgot The touch of his hand in the sand… It's he who's watching, chopping those worldly onions. It's he whom—tenderizes & seasons It's he who's tenderizing & seasoning You! The fish, his late-night suppers dish. With sea-salt and peppery, grits… He finds time for crying only when it's raining tears. Oh God kisses the corner of your dark eyes When you've lost all your sight keep forgetting With his love, even you can touch the sky, And make a rainbow everywhere you go. Make even the angel's bow down meek and low. It's he who calls you on the wind Dresses you in white unspotted Miniver fur Just to hear you purr like a kitten It's he who calls you on to the stage all sins rescind Just to see the fighting clashes of your light in the thunder Just to hear the patters of your heart Like a fishtail with wings find the light in the dark. God kisses the corner of your wounded heart Just to impart a little heavenly piece of his heart With tears, you alone would know he's observant his servant.

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