Communion wine
Spilled on the floor
It was messy
The cross
Not a sweet, sedated
Crucifixion
Messy and raw
Death
Nothing our messes
Can even come close to
He can take care of it all
Then the bucket of water
To clean the mess
Spills
Even our attempts
To clean up
Make a mess
Best to
Just come as we are
Leave the cleanup to Him
© 2011 Julie Clark
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