Presence


Treasuring Bittersweet Lane

I crossed
the paths I could not see
I glided
on the horizon I could feel
I carved
out my castles in the carnival
I escaped
the memories I couldn’t feel
I paraded
the streets of prayers
I walked
alone searching for a hand
I thanked
you for being invisible
I wanted
you to fulfill my addiction
I needed
to see the bottom to find the truth
I woke
up from the touch of your hand
I smiled
because God was there the entire time

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