Carol Fleming Klein


Communion And Cleansing - Poem by Carol Fleming Klein

I bring my trailing-mud soul feet
to Your table
laden with a banquet of many-guest anticipation.

And before them all
Smiling at me
with tenderness
You bring out a great tub
of soapy steaming water
sparkling red.

You kneel
to my cleansing.

Saturday, December 1982

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 2, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, March 28, 2014


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