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With Every Gesture

I haven’t Lord I haven’t You I have-

n’t praised enough You Lord although I with or would

With every poem praise You every  breath and eve-

ry gesture praise you Lord and many in the months

In the first months

After I Lord converted after I  / Lord reconciled myself with my conversion many days

I started by invoking You Your

name  / As I had learned to do in catechism

At the beginnings of my prayers

So that the day would be a prayer

And every gesture  I made in the day


I could stay / Cool  in the hot day

by running in the shadow of a cloud

from The Animal Too Big To KillFind it in the library

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Published in Poems Shane McCrae

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