Let My Loving

Let my loving
be my prayer;
the simple sacrament
of an easy smile.

Let the sun and wind
be my vestments;
rain and tears
the holiest water.

Let every meal
be Eucharist,
and every word
the lush liturgy of Life.

Let God see me
naked and laughing;
spilling Joy from spaces
once occupied by shame.

Let my humble name
be enough;
writ large and colorful
in my Redeemer’s Gracious Hand.

~Cheryl Anne