Sunday, March 13, 2016


My Hero

God’s a better poet than I am.
He speaks of kings as branching trees.
He’s a better artist.
Look at the mountains, the oceans, the deserts.
He’s a better parent.
He’s not afraid to discipline.
He’s a much better lover.
He gave up His own son.
He’s good, holy, powerful.
I can only yield myself to Him
like a blank page
and say, “Please write Your poem on me.”

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