glory

“God”

 

Lain on the floor on a bed of blankets.

Curtains thrown open to let in the spectacular sky.

Twinkling star are you sun or man made bird?

Rushing wind across my skin from a whirring plastic fan.

Strip of yellow light let in from under the door.

Deep bass beats in my ears from a LED screen face down.

 

“holy, holy, holy”

God, I feel your glory.


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