Psonnets of Romance
If I Counted Every Hair

The very hairs are numbered on your head,
and every time I want to run my hand
throughout your hair, to number every strand,
the covenant of Abraham we read
confirms the admonition Jesus said,
for like the stars above and grains of sand,
it is a sum I cannot understand
and one I leave to God to count instead.
For if I counted every hair and could
remember each one's number and its place,
Christ's love would still be little understood,
and what would I know better of God's grace?
But I know God has filled my soul with good
each time I run my hand across your face.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org