How does light make words and worlds?
How does breath make living?
How does truth plant trees in yards?
How does love make giving?
How does touch make miracles?
How does death make healing?
How does woe make fragrant oil?
How do tears make sealing?
Just a servant in the house?
A stranger passing by?
Who was the sinful woman
That brought the spikenard by?
Was it me, Lord? Was it I?
Someone had to cherish?
Give a tribute for the Soul
Not afraid to perish
So we could be remembered
By not neglecting Thee
And thus be resurrected
In Thy facsimile?
Am I clean now? Free to go?
Was my offering sanctified?
How thank Thee for accepting
Me? Even when I cried?
(3 April 2009, Pleasant Grove, Utah)
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