I do not idolize God or Jesus for that matter
Creation and destruction a part of existence
My chained cross I wore around my neck
Snapped as I danced with spirit
I may place another around my neck but not as of yet
If I so choose to
I have felt no need to look outside
For creation and destruction lives and dies as the air I breathe
Expansion
Contraction
Hope
Grief
We all live this part
No reprieve

No one to look up to
Only
to be