Saturday, March 10, 2018

I remember
when God was so big
He could blot out the clouds
And stand
With His back to everything
And not be afraid

I was smaller
Less compressed
Had not yet forgotten
Which way tears fall
And my yearnings gazed forwards
Instead of the mess behind


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