The love of Christ

I test it.
I jump far
too wide
climb strong
too high
run faster
too long
fall hard
and it’s deep.
Raise my hand high
stretch out on my tip toes
I feel it brush the tips of my outstretched fingers
I lose my balance.
Knowledge, my expected companion, has tripped me.
My mind manipulates, calculates.
But it surpasses
Dangling from the branch
Grasp it.
Requires strength
Sink my teeth
sweet juice spills from my mouth
Be full.

May you have power, together with the entire Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.
Ephesians 3:18