Can You See Me Now?

Not built by human hands,
And made visible by the wind
     that blows where it pleases;
Now I know,
Past the tarp and poles,
     and the pegs sunk deep,
Now I see
The real me.
But I wonder:
Can you see me now?

I'm not my smile
     or my finer parts,
I'm not these threads
     that stir weak hearts,
And when these seams
     finally fray and scatter,
The real me
Will still be.
But still I wonder:
Can you see me now?

 From now on
This tent's for me,
And me for Thee.
Can't you see?

2 Corinthians 5 and John 3
by J. Alan R.

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