Confessions

Grace.

Sometimes it is hard to fathom

what it truly means to bear

a cross that was not your own.

Why do I cry when someone hurts me?

I hurt you a thousand times -

yet you smile,

not because you’re happy,

but because you’re patient enough

to give me another chance.

You deserve so much better

than this.

Faith.

I said, ‘I believe’

but we both know it was a lie

because if I really did,

I wouldn’t doubt you

when reality tries to blind me.

What a shame!

The Word sounds sweet and we all sing

‘Amen!’ by default, like a choir,

but when the real test comes

how do I so easily

lose the rhythm?

Love.

Beyond the emotion that fills

the human heart,

and dies swiftly,

Your love endures

as long as the sun rises.

Even when I fall

because of my wickedness

to the depths of the pit,

Your love that showed me the way

that leads to life

can never be forgotten.

Angela W. G.

Invisible

It’s been exactly

55 days, 22 hours, 15 minutes and 8 seconds

since I last saw you.

You promised you would never leave

but as soon as I blinked

you were gone.

So I thought,

the wind must have carried you away

to hidden places.

For the umpteenth time,

I close my eyes

and count to ten.

Hoping that this time

I will open my eyes

and see you again.

Angela W. G.