You lift me

Your fingertips lift me
through the hours of of the night
they lift me

Your hands close
around my wounds
they lift me

Through dreams eternal
placed before me even as a child
they lift me

Like echoes in the night
you kiss me
setting me free with

Your prayers and your
warmth
You lift me

Into your hands
and looking with holy trust
into my eyes

You lift me

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