I'm too close to see...

Prayer for My Visiting Granddaughter and Myself
 
Look on my lost feelings with tenderness.
Part the curtain overhead.
 
Show me a glimpse of sunshine
for this autistic girl who lives among women
 
in a group setting. She knows medication,
depression, weight gain.
 
I can’t see anything but a tapestry of tasks,
troubles, pleading eyes. When Haven
 
picked and picked at a scab last evening,
she didn’t say a word. But in a flash,
 
I caught a glimpse of the Crucified One
in the flush of crimson, secreted under her skin—
 
power under the smooth flesh covering
of her body. And so, life is still on the move.
 
You know her best.
Keep her safe from barbed wire, wasps, wild winds.
 
Guard her from psychiatry and herself.
Help me practice your love and mercy
 
the way your son walked dusty roads,
available to people
 
       in high need of miracles.

Prayer for My Visiting Granddaughter and Myself

I.
 
Look on my lost feelings with tenderness.
Part the curtain overhead.  She knows 
medication, depression, weight gain.
Keep her safe from barbed wire, wasps, wild winds.

Guard her from psychiatry and herself.
Show me a glimpse of sunshine
for this autistic girl who 
in a group setting
lives among women. 
 
II. 

When Haven picked and picked at a scab last evening,
she didn’t say a word. But in a flash,
 
I caught a glimpse of the Crucified One
in the flush of crimson, secreted under her skin—

I caught a glimpse of power under the smooth flesh covering
her body. And so, life is still on the move,

the way your son walked dusty roads,
available to people in high need of miracles.

Thank you.  I can see it's easier to read and understand.   Helpful, helpful.
Pat

not only helped the reader, but it helps me understand.  

I retyped it, making me pay attention to your changes, making me think.  I especially like the format changes in the Part I and Part II. I don't think I'd ever think to do that!!!  It's eclectic!  Smiling. 

Fun to discover what works better....

Thanks for teaching me,
Pat