Tonight Is
May 11, 2026
Yesterday
The road to my bus stop
Was a narrow cliffside with thick storm clouds and paper cuts dipped in ocean water
Was a heavy stone in my way
Tonight
The road that God built for me
Is a poppy and wild strawberry field
Is on an oceanside cliff surrounded by clouds that hug me
Is my cross carried by Christ that I may not even feel its lightness
Is paved with envelopes of letters that sing His worship
Is the the entrance of a forever empty tomb
Is unguarded
Is ungated
Is wide open
Is
And I fall
