Spring Picking

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 .