Thursday, March 6, 2014
Clother of Naked Souls,
Adam and Eve fled naked through the garden,
found secret crannies in the shadows
and, with fingers still stained with the forbidden,
wove together clothes to try and hide from you,
the one who sees all.
I see myself there, with them,
hiding from you,
trying to sew together some new way of life,
trying to escape the memory of the fruit
that tasted so good.
Only a moment ago.
Seek me in my hiddenness
find me once again.
Your grace will clothe
even the deepest kinds
of fruit-inflicted shame.
(A Heart Exposed by Steven James)