Thursday, April 14, 2011

Safe. And Found


Safe. And found.


She was shelling peas,
apron-covered knees
spread wide to catch
each pea/each pod

I, shaky, needy
wandered near

Her ancient swollen hands
pushed back the hair
that hid my face

She set down the pan,
and, patting her knee,
said:

oh, child
come on up here
and let me have a look at you

Her voice was safe and so was I
sitting in the lap of God.


The Lap of God
by Mary Popson


Posted over on Easy For Me to Say

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