Never Alone
The fan turns in my room
but the heat still settles on my skin
and I feel the weight
of every heavy heart
I've ever encountered.
Their faces linger in my mind
traveling all throughout my body
as if they've always existed
in the crevices of my life.
Their eyes cry out
seeking validation through the window
which bears my soul
seeking love
from someone
barely learning to love herself.
But these messy lives
create a masterpiece
revealing the face of God
because we fit well together
holding each other's hearts.
Dedicated to everyone.
With love,
Sister Desire' Anne-Marie Findlay
June 27, 2014