Revelation

Christ commercialized has been brought

to the world

tiny crosses litter the streets

an island of trash walks on water

praise deafens its disciples

the bells ring for 

assumption.

I long to see the people as suns of light

shining love

bringing life.

I do not see them as they are.

They do not see me.

Particles struggle against waves.

The light catches me

sometimes I see it

resting on these eyes of

the undeserving.

The divine feminine hides

from itself

but I

sit in its adoration

it shines blue, it shines black

it can tempt the angels

it is caught in reversal

lady of sorrows

lady of grace.

I sit in adoration of divine mystery.

I sit in love - 

adoration

of

divine mystery.

I am littered

by light.