February 8, 2013

Deeper then Skin

Deeper then Skin

Mud, breath and rubbish, furrow, fold and pore.
Lines etch the corners, with wrinkles, and borders.
Each an echoed record of a still deeper tale.
Scar and freckle, laugh-line and vain,
paint this wounded canvas its rapture and shame.
Image of Woman, image of Man,
image in creature, of Creator's great plan.
Callus creased palm print, nurtured in toil.
Beauty bold labor, sculpted in soil.
Dirt made Image so grand,
poured out in age and interred back again.
This transient glory.
No gleaming facet or celestial fire,
can ever challenge or hope to aspire.

~Daniel

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