I see in you the face of Christ;
I see His hairline, His your smile.
I see His eyes shine steady, clear;
They understand both hearts and flow’rs.
I see His arms, taut-muscled from work
At a carpenter-job, never shirked.
I see His back, both broad and strong,
Which carried the tree He was hung on.
first published in SOUL SEARCH Chapbook
also published in Streams of Living Water Anthology
also published in Poetry of the Spirit Anthology
also published in AllPoetry.com
©1998 Bonnie Manion