The Dance of Carla Blair - Tom Culbertson

Walking with Carla
is to dance
compelling one’s feet
to get in sync. 

Her eyes are full of care
a smile embraces you
warmth engulfs you
love dances around you.

Let the children come to me,
quickly they come to know
heaven’s touch is close
God’s care is like this.

A broken heart knows
where pain resides,
knows too the balm
of ancient Gilead.

When horizon bears news
of the last dance
Martha of Bethany will
greet with warm embrace.

Our Lord stands close;
this is the one who
watched my children;
sit at table with me.