Open arms


I stretch out my arms

and bear your cross

Your fear that wells up and overflows

your sorrow that haunts

the most awful pain you endure

and you cause I embrace

I gather into myself with open arms

to swallow it in love

I drown your No in my Yes to a deeper Yes

The grave itself I smother in love

until there is nothing left

but Yes and still

even later and always my open arms

__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light

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