Credit: kellyhogaboom
The Reading begins
and I grow warm
in my pew
in my thick overcoat.
This one I’ve heard before.
I remember this Psalm
of unfastened buttons
and abrupt revelation.
That time its meaning
cut through my cocoon
and the shock of nakedness
confused me.
This time your voice
opens a window.
Today
I let the wool hold me
and listen.
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