Looked At In Love

A Poem about God creating humanity

You and I were spoken
as a timely word,
uttered into existence
like a wild flame,
scooped up in raw dirt,
called by a name

Our very bones pulsing
with the purity of holiness
looked at in love,
smothered with grace,
eternity jammed into
this finite space

Each of us, capable of
great joy and such ruin
exiled from eden and yet
covered from shame
the skin of the lamb draped
over our naked frame

The gates are now shut
but the table is open
sent away and yet always
intently sought after
that which was sown in tears
shall be reaped in laughter