Friday, August 9, 2019

Adopted child

After Romans 8:12-23

Abandoned, and left
alone, the crowd moving
on, the child looks and
stares, concern mounting
to desperation, mounting
to fear, until a hand
reaches out, touches
the child’s forehead,
the touch imparting
a spirit of place, of time,
a spirit transferring
ownership of belonging.
The child reaches 
to the hand 
of its new father.

Photograph by Joel Overbeck via Unsplash. Used with permission.

1 comment:

Galen Pearl said...

I have three adopted children (and two permanent foster kids) -- all grown now. Sweet poem!