Some more from the stash.....
Arrows Pathways, Tears Descent
When I'm in bed at night with the lights off,
I shoot arrows laced with questions into the sky
Aiming for the holes in it
Hoping one will get through
And God will see it
But none ever return
While I wait for answers,
The pump on my heart loosens
Tears from unknown destinations escape my eyes
Like tadpoles upstream
Trying to bring messages to my mouth
But they're whipped away before I taste them
Only dried pathways in soft clay reveal their existence
I spent so much time with my head in the sky
I lost my way
That my heart memorized
It led me back home
And there I realized that God doesn't reply using arrows
But with butterflies when you are ready to look for them.
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