Your steadfast love encompasses the earth like a solid, sure hug.
Your splashes of joy explode in my day like Mentos in coke.
Your spontaneous gifts seem to never end like the snow in Saskatoon.
Your circular, gathering faithfulness erodes my Janga towers of fear.
My only response can be grenades of gratitude.
I love you.
You my other.
Be holy in my heart, a cut above all else.
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