March 19, 2011


what are you doing with me?

my eyes ask all the questions
lit like still stars
hanging in the sky

my silence a reproach?
or is it the sound of questions
echoing into space

my window opens to the moon
it's whole (and
reflecting in my eyes)


Hayley said...

In this the essence of sanctification.

"You make everything glorious // And I am Yours // What does that make me?"