Don't speak harshly,
Your words will form swords in me

Touch my cheek; speak gently,
And they will form worlds in me

Selah    babes Reborn
Inhumed    in His bed of straw
Golgotha’s manger


gv 12.26.18
Form: Senryu

like an egg
cracked me
on the side of my head
beat me up
till I was thinly spread
threw tomatoes at me
till I was scarlet
But I became a juicy omelet

He broke me
like a shell
on the beach
I was crushed
beneath his feet
he does that to every girl
But I rolled out as a shiny pearl

He broke me
like a branch
off a tree
I splintered underneath
the fallen leaves
But a robin with redbreast
saw I’d be fitting
for her nest
So, I returned to
where I came –
But not the same

for four-leaf clovers
rainbows
or unicorns
no stars in these eyes
they’re open real wide

I’m not looking
on a happy-ever-after
a fairy-tale life
with castles and white knights

I’m not looking
outside
for answers
I’ll take my chances

I'm not looking
for a fix
no panacea
my idea of happiness
is fighting like a lion
sleeping like a bear
soaring like a falcon
high up in the air