the price of grace is paid
this very day
feet standing on the shore
wait for no man
time is no longer
and gestalt forever
walk on water
pause no more the presence
of love
heart in hand dripping
eternal flame
unafraid
sending roses to the ghostest
with our kindest regards
they know not what they did
as the petals singed to ash
deaf to the truth screaming
someone neglected to mention rapists
or the violent as aberrant
surely pigs fly now
not knowing the pain
of cruelty
at last the wishes are horses
he may not forgive as readily as
a wife
mother of life
a true daughter
bred for slaughter
if only one had known
things would have been
(coulda shoulda been)
different but
here witness
by rule of creation measured
in the realms of that very difference
I say inch by infinity
second by forever
one more moment's occurrence
of all never and ever Amen
thy will be done
the kingdom awakens
he comes
he knows
what she knows
now
About the Creator
susan marie loehe
everything is Art, Art is Everything.
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