God loves us as mother, father.
We must ask no-one else to do the tending.
God says ‘I love you’. Full stop.
In that, is everything.
We dance in relationship,
mother, father, sister, brother,
daughter, son.
We dance alone.
We dance estranged, at fingertips,
in close embrace.
Even then, God is mother, father
sister, brother.
The ones we’ve been given,
sought, lost.
We ask no-one else to do the tending.
God says ‘I love you’.
Full stop.
Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
May 2020
Living Tree Poetry 
Sometimes that “stop” is the only thing we can hold on to. Sometimes it helps us from going in the wrong direction altogether.
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Amen, how he knew we would have need of that love x
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