Beat up. Beat down. Beating.
This battered mix. Emotions. Fever. Pounding. Pounded …
flat.
A liquid, runny....running
Batter.
Tossed over the flames..
Heated. Flipped. Upside down. Bubbles over. Changes form...until it's "done"
Doused in sticky syrup…that strangling sweetness.
Succumbs to the sugar…swims in it. Soaks in it. Drowns in it.
This apparent divinity….strangling.
Sleepy, lethargic. numb.
Bleeding beauty, holes in this…holds in this….holiness.
Transitory heart, may you find your home.
Unpack your bags, undress. Find solace in the nakedness.
Wash your hands. Let down your hair. Look Him in the eye.
He sees life in you. Light in you. Good and right in you.
Longing heart, pieces are scattered.
You are battered.
You are blessed.
You are wholeness.
Walk in this
Newness~
