LisaMae

First fearfully made, consecrated one

Then daughter, blessed by a blood second to none

An auntie, to dear flesh -my heart did they steal

Now “Hi Mom” to Tiger, a cub with my zeal

He blessed me, here I stand, in nothing but grace

Surrounded in mercy’s why I seek His face

god dust

god i miss you.

when you birthed me, did you know it would be so?

did you know i’d tick the days as a prisoner

-chalk dust covered fingers-

reliving my crime at the turn of every corner, 

without hope for redemption?

The Great 

All the grand
There is to please, please see
They see as black and white

All the hidden 
That would with all senses be touched
They shoo with tilted heads

“My god?”
The thought to speak tho’ not aloud
“How dare you make time for this?”