In the Beginning


In the 

beginning

He pours fig leaf

green ink

onto 

our gold embossed 

blank checks

where we tip-toe 

like scared pencil scratchings

on black lined tight-ropes.

It’s as if 

His pen holds seas,

seas 

which rush 

under 

our black lined shadows,

seas where mermaids 

toss forget me nots 

at our grey boxed answers…

’til… 

grasping for beauty

we pitch headlong

into

His ink.

In the beginning

He signs our checks 

in blood red 

L-O-V-E,

crowns us with garlands

of the forever

Blessed

and dreams of teaching us 

how to swing from 

rainbows.

~Blessed are you by the Lord who made heaven and earth~

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