I held hurt birds I held handfuls of orphan mice I held a lame rabbit kit shrilling I was a small child beholding small things I was a small god holding fearful congregations I keep learning that love cannot be held only empty hands can do the work
I held hurt birds I held handfuls of orphan mice I held a lame rabbit kit shrilling I was a small child beholding small things I was a small god holding fearful congregations I keep learning that love cannot be held only empty hands can do the work