Creatively
faithfully,
redemptively,
and frequently
I find myself
stepping outside
of myself
to assess the damage.
Because I
make mistakes
consequently as
I can be more human
than godly some days.
I find myself
journeying back to
mirrors in search
of how to recreate my past.
Times like these come in lulls
and with weight tugging
them downward.
Freefall, plummet
from the flat of the earth
because I am a universe all by
myself. More god-like
than ever and
unlikely to be
conquered.
–an excerpt from my latest project, entitled “Soul Fed.”
For more of my poems, search for “A Smothered Scripture” on Amazon.
