You tell me to rest, 

relax, 

you know, 

like it’s easy 

to wash away footprints 

that have already disappeared,

to sit on this crumbling sidewalk and wonder how much longer 

the cement will hold 

the blue grey stones in place 

wonder 

who I can call if I need someone

seriously?

who will I call?

and will they even answer the phone 

and if they do 

will they care

when the sidewalk sweats

wet

tell me to blow bubbles under water 

swim,

press off this cement ,

glide

learn how to walk 

and breathe 

all at the same time

sometimes air is a scary thing

so yeah I know… 

and I know you know

I’m talking about you and me 

God

asking you to show me 

God

show me how to swim on concrete

God

teach me how to rest, relax

breathe

I will lift up my eyes to the hills, from whence comes my help.  My help comes from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.