Put me on a pedestal.
Where my wings will split the clouds.
Reverberate the Earth.
I am your sun and your stars and your moon and your sky.
You are nothing.
Submit to me with grounded humility.
Grasp onto your inferior ways
Learn them, memorize them, and think them
Then live them.
You are something.
Your neck is a stalk.
And I am the sun.
Between the tender folds of your petals
I will sprinkle upon them my tears
And breathe into them the heat of life.
I will guide you, a newborn babe
Into my heart, into a manger,
Onto a cross.
Be my right hand, because
You are beautiful you are perfect you are precious you are loved You Are