I scribbled this down last night at Ascension…
about this
revelation
I am just another
tossed-off note
from God’s cluttered
desk.
I ask Her sometimes
as She beckons
a little awkward and
unsteady on her
legs,
“Why do you come
to me in these
flimsy disguises
when you are
the very skin
underneath my
reverent
feet?”
you came down for Ascension and didn’t tell me?!
sorry… I didn’t tell anyone… I’m so used to having my plans change at the last minute, and I don’t like to make any promises I can’t keep…
sorry… I didn’t tell anyone… I’m so used to having my plans change at the last minute, and I don’t like to make any promises I can’t keep…
you came down for Ascension and didn’t tell me?!
Oh alright. Next time, call me whe nyou actually set foot inside the door. ;P
Oh alright. Next time, call me whe nyou actually set foot inside the door. ;P