like tender kites;
fragile cloth and frames,
grounded yet unable to fly.
Unaware of the gift of grace
until His love, as the mighty wind,
lifts us, upholds us, swirls within, lets us
reemerge so we perceive and soar on His wings,
our sight and heart transformed to new heights
and new depths never seen, known before.
His fervent, extravagant love and mercy –
how did we not embrace
before this great gift?
Tears fall, yet
in each others’ heart. Together we soar.