How small His Holy Hand
that bends our stems
from this sin rooted land .
Heavens Hand high pulled low
picks
Hollyhocks like us below .
sets us stem to stem
petal to petal pressing in
Petal to petal press and point away
from the wild
Handicapped and handpicked
like Hollyhocks gathered
we haggard harlots ,
heartless high brows , henpecked husband‘s , hostile hairdressers, high minded halfwits ,
We the assembled assemble
Like flowers set apart
now styled
Resembling resembling something beautiful but wild
Peeking and pressing for something meek and mild
Seeking now
Something strong and riled
To tear us and take us from the field of pain and dirt and strife
To rip us to grip us and hold us
as a bouquet in Jesus sight
A bouquet of beauty ,
filled with water ,
in a Holy vase of life.
How small His Holy Hand
that bends our stems
from this sin rooted land .
Heavens Hand high pulled low
picks
Hollyhocks like us below .
