cradle

there is a house
in my imagination
strong enough to cradle all
this light in my belly
close enough, soft enough
to rock me when i stumble
indoors exhausted
from flinging rays out of me
bathing in its glow
as much world
as i can reach
& when i think of
this shack
this palace
this lean-to
firm-standing & wide open
as me
i weep
or either don’t
as often in God’s work
i am too tired
for tears

4 thoughts on “cradle

  1. This is so pensively written and so gripping. Your themes, wordplay and concepts are parallel to mine so hopefully you can get a quick second to check my posts out. I look forward to more of your work, keep it up!

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