To honor our wings
And The One who gives us breath
Befriend this moment
To honor our wings
And The One who gives us breath
Befriend this moment
Put me in my place.
Please do try me. Then convict.
Do test my lukewarmth.
If you’ll muster kind
Even on a dark, dark day
We’ll light up the sky
My hope-soaked heart
Holds memories
It has danced
With two lovers of love
It’s Author and His beloved scribe
How it is so confounds me
It suits you to smile,
dear heart. Though trials traversed
have stolen your feet.
This morning I wondered
If Earth would be glad
It’s shirt smells of Rain
I’m prone to random thoughts
I speed to the wind
It calmly whispers to me
My god-girl, slow down
Iron Block Building, Milwaukee, WI
My hands feel empty
It seems that’s what you’ve wanted
Empty, outstretched hands
One finger
One string
Reminding one another
Of the singular sensation
Of being brushed
Over the edge