on my Forehead
You are eager to
forget the folly of my filth, and
Your flannel security erases my fury and fear.
Your blessings are expensive,
When You edify me like Elijah,
But Your extraterrestrial facet entrances me.
You escalate me to be Your fianc?...
You brand Your emblem on my forehead
And clothe me in elegance.
I notice that the fringe on the hem of my robes
Is every evensong I ever spoke to You.