Hovering however high

The feathered eye

Goes seeing by.

I upturned under-sky

Pale fac-ed eye

Crawl hardly seeing by,

Too tethered to

The surface soil

To view with wings askew

From bold unbounded blue

As eagles do.

Blank before God

I step out of the shower.

He hasn't spoken to me in years

Or so much as inclined his ear

What am I to think?

But I learned about love as a youngling 

and I remember how to be loved.

I learned to love as a mother,

And I know the permanence of love,

Unwavering in the face of imperfection,

Diamond and lasting forever.

Maybe in my soul no longer a child

I do not need what I knew,

All that was taken away.

The sign on the door

COME TELL TOUR TROUBLES

I stepped into the room

Was that a shadowy figure 

Or just my expectation?

Trusting I

Began to list the woes 

Poured out my heart and told it

To someone?

There being no answer

No nod

No sympathetic gesture

I stood to go

I may return