“Ain’t that the curse of the second hand” (Mark Heard)
My mirror today was time,
with her unexplained folding
each time I recollect
the reason Grandma lives in Oklahoma,
I eat cheerios without milk,
and where the purple-knit scarf came from
“Mad World” looped as I remembered,
not to the absurdity of answers, but
Of Time’s erasal
Of them all.
17 May 2009
Glory be to our great God.
...who can fathom a mercy so free?
the analogy, sins as far as the east is from the west? It isn't a distance. It is a "nothing," a lack. There is no distance great enough. Our sins are paid for, and are gone.