You know I think you hung the moon
like a photo framed on my walls I can never stop eying
as though it were a person I love in the room
instead of just a moment nailed.
You know I think you set the sun
like a tie loosened from the collar,
pulled away from your neck
as ribbon is from presents
and draped inside a closet
waiting for tomorrow to begin.
You know I think you put the strings
in every guitar and violin
that ever played a song,
the keys inside every piano
that hits every note up and down pages of composition
that make an audience cry and applaud.
You know I think you colored the sky,
looking upwards and pouring your eyes over it
like tubes of paint on a palette
mixed and applied by finger instead of brush.
You know I think you light up the stars
like miles between country and city
like industry and pollution removed
from creation.
You know I think you move the wind
that makes curtains dance in front of open windows
every time it rains
like beauty being orchestrated
without a visible hand.
You know I think the world revolves around you
like an axis.
No, I don’t think you’re God...
just some of his best work. _________________ shemovesme.wordpress.com
Sat May 31, 2014 1:54 pm
EverydayAngelKarie
Joined: 07 Mar 2007
Posts: 761
Location: Lakewood, CA
aw, nice one, Brach. well-written and a nice smooth read. i ejoyed this thoroughly. glad to be back here on Mels so i can read your stuff again. i've missed the site for a few months now. hope to see more from you soon. <3 EDA
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