March 19, 2011

Unbroken

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)

1 comments:

Hayley said...

In this the essence of sanctification.

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