The holy
Invites you to laughter so secret even the angels may not get the joke
Sleeps beside you at three a.m.
Stands next to you in the shower
Smiles back at you from the dressing room mirror.
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The holy
Crowns you with fire so she can find you
Tells you stories of desire
Sings to you when tears fall unbidden
Swims in the creek under the bridge you cross.
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The holy
Makes mystery with morning coffee
Delivers the mail and all other messages
Creates with abandon
Promises only union.
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The holy
Sees the scars of every fear lying folded in our skin
Touches the memory of pain dimpled in our bellies
Smooths the asters burned on the surface of our hearts
Lifts every moment all the way to the sun.
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Knowing what you know can save your life.
Thank you Sarah… you’ve captured some of the holy essence of being a girl.