God; A revolutionary Muse. I am moved by you.
You; a placeholder for my sacred words…….the core of my feelings.
THE extension of tangible love.
God…..if I can see you, I know you see me too.
You remind me that I am exactly where I need to be……
You fill me with nature's breath and her winds carry my prayers…
Bring me home where the Moon peeks into my window…..watching me sleep……watching me cry……watching me yell.
You know everything God…….and I have no shame. God, you are my friend…..the best of them.
You are my punching bag, my army, my world. The one who is my everything.
You are so infused in my body that I sweat you out.
You are all encompassing.
Intrusive yet invisible……….
I don’t feel you….but I know you’re there.
You are the light……but you are also my darkness; my warmth in the midst of defeat.
The pain I shield doesn’t scare you off…..it brings you closer.
You hold me in all my mess; never judging, questioning, or demonizing me……
I don’t have to be pretty for you, I don't have to be proper or speak with my hands pressed against each other like a nun…….nor do I get onto my knees and beg for salvation...
God; the Muse…….a divinely messy Artist……..
Sanctified without needing my praise or worship.
You are the reflection in the river….. I see you, because you see me.
We are one, two halves of the whole.
God, a raw expression of truth. The embodiment of our most precious moments.
God….the poet……the weaving of your holy words, and the rawness of your impact changed me.