Millefleurs

Did you come out here to find me
Crawling the far hills naked?
Cos even your reproach clothes me in
A millefleurs raiment
You fed me daily
From your windowsill
I kept it vacant
So you hung around
Like suet in the snow
Even then, you were waiting

Yours is the heart
Ours were meant to be knit to
So you wove yourself into
The weave we knew
At your garment's edge
We were unraveling
Every flower in our crown
Was withering
Until you hemmed us in behind and before
Back in the embroidery of

Your millefleurs
(So come on)
Bring us back into the embroidery of
Your millefleurs
(So come on)
Bring us back into the embroidery

And in overflowing tenderness
You've tended
The garden we were given charge of
We leased it out, and tenants bled it
And by rights you could have us die by night
Outside its hedges
But you're patient as a fountain in a park
Where one bridegroom waits for his wedding

Yours are the arms
We were meant to fall into
Where everything false about us just
Falls right through
Toward your garment's edge
We come staggering
Our incurable wound kept us asking
For who could hem us in
Behind and before back in
The embroidery of

Your millefleurs
So come on
Bring us back into the embroidery of
Your millefleurs
Bring us back into the embroidery
So come on, bring us back
So come on, bring us back into the
Embroidery

I was there on the spear tip
You were a candle lit
Piercing the darkness
And that I survived the impact
When our lives crashed
Like intended targets
Is a cause for wonder and
Now I rest in beds of obedience
And you cast my sins on the winds
That blow the very farthest
Yours is the voice
All the world comes home to
You are the Holy One
With whom we have to do
Around your garment's edge
The seas are gathering
While swallows and seraphim
Are swarming, yet you've drawn near
To us in human form
Marvelous! Are your works O Lord

So come on, bring us back
So come on, bring us back in
So come on
Bring us back into the embroidery of
Your millefleurs
Bring us back into the embroidery