Holy Wholly Holy
Child, more than dear,
Three, Father, father and me,
Made you,
Wholly, completely, holy.
I surround you.
Not part of me,
You are in me,
Wholly, totally, holy.
For this time,
You move and
I hold all of you,
Wholly, entirely and holy.
How many times have
Your lips touched me ?
Unfelt, as I enclose you,
Wholly, fully, holy.
You will leave from within, and
Then my lips will kiss you, and
You will always be in my love,
Holy wholly holy.
Guy McClung
© GM 2014
