His hair is drawn at the ends
into an undisentangleable knot,
the strands reaching into the grapevines above His head,
into the borders where we, the Body,
likewise inextricably woven.
You reach into, down, under
my heart and pull through -
I thread over, between, out
to curl beside you,
happy for companionship on this plane
but yet still aware
of the Light, the Eye,
the unbound dimension
whence come mysteries of
color and shape and proportion.
We know what we mean -
whether we are beautiful,
we cannot tell.
© 1995 KJL
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The Grotto Festival of Lights - Opening Night
The Grotto, 8840 NE Skidmore St., Portland, OR
Kathleen sings with the Grotto Carolers Choir in the chapel at 6pm for the opening concert of the festival. Fun, music, food, puppet show, petting zoo, and lots and lots of beautiful LIGHTS! Visit http://www.thegrotto.org/christmas for more information.