Am I My Savior


Abandoned on the edge of the moon,

the silent space where my prayers pace

the eye of God begging for an audience,

I wonder if it’s brave to hope for rescue

or trust I can rebuild myself from the broken glass

that carried me here.


©Susie Clevenger 2021


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