You-
Lover of a thousand arms
lift me high above myself,
You-
strong enough to find the strength in a lowered gate;
eternally holds lock and key inside of me.
And it’s You-
keeper of mind;
teaching one to know better at no benefit of his own;
how decisively deceptive of you/
so open and juxtaposed in my sight
You, who calls my soul to love free;
You-
man of numbers;
placing them in the stars so they project on every clock;
together ticking eternity;
man who thinks more of others than he does himself;
carefully crafting out the finest versions of me/
though think our thoughts are on opposition -
You.
How dare you?
We have plotted forever without knowing it;
this whole entire universe and
You.
Can you query your deep decadence?
Healing my wounds from a far-
time nor space measures a soul so boundless
You...carrier of divine grace
It Is You-
an auspicious gift from the Gods-
how precious is the powers that Be..
Does it surprise You?
Millennia’s have past /
circling back around,
I have found-
who tastes like an eternal sweetness,
one who bears both dark and light
chooses only-
You;
give rise to the sun and nightfall to the moon
Keeper of dreams-
are apart of every. sole. reason/
to wake up
and love …
You.
~Breanna Womble
Sep 5, 2021
Sep 5, 2021 at 2:52 PM UTC
You-
Lover of a thousand arms
lift me high above myself,
You-
strong enough to find the strength in a lowered gate;
eternally holds lock and key inside of me.
And it’s You-
keeper of mind;
teaching one to know better at no benefit of his own;
how decisively deceptive of you/
so open and juxtaposed in my sight
You, who calls my soul to love free;
You-
man of numbers;
placing them in the stars so they project on every clock;
together ticking eternity;
man who thinks more of others than he does himself;
carefully crafting out the finest versions of me/
though think our thoughts are on opposition -
You.
How dare you?
We have plotted forever without knowing it;
this whole entire universe and
You.
Can you query your deep decadence?
Healing my wounds from a far-
time nor space measures a soul so boundless
You...carrier of divine grace
It Is You-
an auspicious gift from the Gods-
how precious is the powers that Be..
Does it surprise You?
Millennia’s have past /
circling back around,
I have found-
who tastes like an eternal sweetness,
one who bears both dark and light
chooses only-
You;
give rise to the sun and nightfall to the moon
Keeper of dreams-
are apart of every. sole. reason/
to wake up
and love …
You.
~Breanna Womble
Request permission to use this poem