Precious, the words spoken in love
She spoke your name today.
Precious, the words spoken in love.
They were conceived in her heart,
Grew within,
And were given life through her lips.
The new born words fell,
Gently from her mouth,
In all but silent compassion.
Fell, but did not hit the floor.
Words spoken in love never do;
They are too precious,
As you are precious.
And so the new born words of your name,
Floated above the ground.
And as she looked upon them,
She saw her prayer for you.
They floated,
For a second only,
Before,
Rising,
High,
High,
High,
Carried by love,
To love itself;
Into the arms of a loving God,
Who smiled,
And softly,
Spoke your name.
3 Comments
Theresa
Beautiful Jim. I would be so humbled if someone were to speak my name with such love for God to smile. Amen
Goodnight God bless Jim xx
La Flynn
She
who speaks your name
in such love
that it rises
into the heart of Love
must herself be
a gift of love
from the heart
of Love.
Jim Deeds
Beautiful! I thought of Mary as I wrote that poem.