As | Poem

To be embraced.

As I wrap my self 
around you, behind you, 
giving to you my warmth, 
my love, my love, so does 
God wrap Her Self 
around us, giving She,
for She is love loving love. 

“How does He do that,” 
you ask. He is the beauty 
in the lilies and the breeze 
from off the seas, the sun 
from our horizon, the moon 
silhouetting trees, the life 
that whirs our belovéd fur childs, 
the ground that steadies our seats, 
the food that makes our tummies purr, 
the teas that help us sleep — these, 
the caresses, Her Majesty’s, 
even as I, in you, caress Thee.