Day Sixteen

This temple you gave me...
it's sagging a bit
looking a little rough on the outside.

I have to look carefully
beyond the lines
beyond the flaps
the divots and the dents.

To see where the
Holy Spirit dwells.

knees knelt in prayer
hands breaking bread
heart open to pain
voice speaking justice
belly birthing possibilities
ears listening to stories
eyes seeing small miracles
tongue tasting truth
arms embracing the lonely
feet dancing to silence
breasts nourishing life

This temple you gave me
is where the Holy Spirit dwells.