The Beloved
holds your feet.
The Holy One anoints them
with her tears.
Let the aroma of her joy
and sorrow fill your house.
Let her
hold you.
Even when they pierce
your feet with nails,
fragrance will spring forth.
~Steve Garnaas-Holmes
The Beloved
holds your feet.
The Holy One anoints them
with her tears.
Let the aroma of her joy
and sorrow fill your house.
Let her
hold you.
Even when they pierce
your feet with nails,
fragrance will spring forth.
~Steve Garnaas-Holmes