Salvation
The infant
will be sentenced
even as he is born.
Even as gifts are given,
the last agony begins.
We sing-song in the sands of
an hourglass...we praise the promise
of the start...we fold the ending into the
startle of the babe who beats our hearts.
And we cry "joy" in the night, as if...as if...
from the sweet milk of hope we will never part.
~ LCMH
