How easy to love you
when yours are the eyes in a hundred faces
and your strength undergirds me
as surely as the blackbird banks on currents
without which he would plunge to earth
in a feathermadflapping
but because of and upon which
he glides
in an invisible
embracing.
This is day 7 of Labia Munda, a series of forty poems during the forty days of Lent.
In Your Embrace 