You came in the light,
with his word on your tongue
and rivers of promise
on your lips
from the one who breathes life
into valleys of doubt,
but, you left me
in an uneasy breeze,
blowing questions
through my hair.
I left my notes in the chair,
my heart on the floor
and pieces of you
tumbled
from the place
where I held you close.
Stars fell from my eyes
flailing in acronyms
like arrows,
erratic, juxtaposed
between us.
~
~Penning a poem a day from today November 22 through December 25th, 2018 to celebrate the birth of Jesus. This is day 8
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