A poem. by me. today.

raised, erect
hands, head
all my weight
on my toes
waiting
reaching
peering
straining to see, to be, to…
b e l o n g.
wanting: insatiable
undesired gray time held tightly in my hand…..
r e l e a s e d .
swirling mistruths emptied to a lifeless pile.

I. am there. I. am there.

raised, erect
hands, head
weightless
satiating inheritance
a feast for kings
delighted to be devoured
lifted to the { h e i g h t s }

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…..And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms… [Ephesians 2:6]

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