Your Job

A christ crucify

where you dance

I see the burden

but also a trance.

What dimension

have we do now?

I’ll be the pillar

built up to cloud.

In there an angel

upon white steed

came to save us

for life is a greed.

Judge your eyes

readjust to time

when we saw it

but were blind.

Now baptized in

a billow current

takes away flows

I don’t deserve it.

Betray a God I

have been a Job.

Return to dust;

I hang in a rope.

Close to celestial

stars ours is same;

as we grow old

so long is a pain.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Stella says:

    Very nice sweet sweet Jared! I relate. Hope you are finding reasons to smile!:) I miss ya.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you my Dear! I’m doing well!! 😋

      Liked by 1 person

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