Manzana Sagrada
A tree and the apple
A sacred gift
Falls softly into
Four hands
Praying, pleading, thanking.
A thousand rejoicing lips
Two thousand bent knees
One flight
One night of strength and weakness
And one new soul
With cheeks as pink as God's fruit
One moment to bathe
Eyes closed, in the warmth of heaven
Shining through the open window
Of her eyes.
Written by my amazingly talented MTC companion, Amy Damron Kyle.
2 comments:
Thanks for posting it! It was written with all the love in my heart!
Amazing and talented indeed. I wish I could express how joyful ashas arrival was for me as beautifully.
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