I keep praying to God,
to fill the Gaps,
These Spaces which could eat me whole,
These Gaps which eat my Peace,
These Absences,
This Endless Void,
Where Peace could Live,
Where Love should’ve been:
from Blood that formed my flesh
Where I create Love now,
But still there are these spaces in Time,
Lotus flowers Strangling the Space,
Strangling the Time,
Alien,
Sitting upon the Surface,
Upon Green and Turquoise Waters, Surreal,
A Blooming Flower,
White, Pure, A Virgin,
With Roots that stay Grounded,
Despite the current of Water,
That Pushes,
That Stretches against the limits,
Lotus remains Resisting,
Dancing,
She was Born this Way
I have been roaming on Land,
though I am a Bird,
roaming through Fire,
In search for the Sand to Bury the Cuts of Glass, that were sharpened upon my Skin,
To bury this past Body of Mine,
I am a A Bird,
looking for sand,
looking for roots,
to ground in,
Not belonging Here,
All I see is Sky,
the Moon, she speaks to me,
her night Sky, blossomed in stars,
caressing me whilst I cry walking these streets,
The concrete takes my tears,
every night,
I am held by the Trees that I walk past,
These streets where the Darkness does not frighten me,
Its where I was birthed,
Where I belong,
Birthed from midnight blue,
Under Stars which I would I see from Window as a Child.
The Trees and their branches,
Watching me cradle myself to sleep,
Every night,
not knowing if I would live another day,
I ask for Sweetness,
for the Prayers to reach me,
for the Hurt to soften,
for it to be Removed.
For the Days to be filled in your Might,
In Your Glory,
May love Rain upon this Parade,
In every Way,
let me walk the Path,
Upon which i’ve drawn.
Show me where I’m Going Lord,
Be My Compass