Hem Touching Moments

I pray

by day

that I reflect

your intent

the work

you’ve spurned

while alone

in my home

uncoiling

not foiling

removing the lies

from the spies

place the inate

fate

in a clear glass bowl

like a young foal

for all to see

with glee

as it strengthens

and lengthens

it’s legs

pegged

for a journey

lets see

your testing

not messy

direct

as you flex

through those

you chose

create community

to seize

the day

that lays

beyond

the bound

without sound

that you found

give your voice

for a choice

when they open

the unspoken

broken

folken

choosing to make

not too late

you as their king

and start to sing

uncage

their fate

blooming

fuming

sweet

sleek

out of cheeks

we meet

from a bank

of people

seeking the steeple

you hem

the frayed

who layed

down their pride

inside their heart

you start

to create

by fate

a bowl

for their soul

to overflow

direct

the influx

from your spirit

with wit

as we

bend our knees

to your will

let it rise

without lies

heal

the feels

that were broken

from stealing a token

not meant

to be leant

as we forgive

let us live

our new life

without strife