with my mouth will I make known
Thy faithfulness to all
generations.
Psalm 89:1
When my mouth fails,
or its sister ear closes,
look at my hands—
There I palm destiny,
finger my crookedness. Or
watch my feet. They hobble
direction, sign my life—
where I go, if I leave,
whom I love. Read
the record, and be patient—
until my mouth knows again.