What you see, a snapshot, a summary to carry in your brain, a moment captured, which is why God can never be shrunk into one, too big to fit in the frame
As i looked up i saw it, the image that had haunted me for years. A image of my grandma she was young and happy not the way i last saw her. it looked like me, she looked like me…she is me. that image is me…
the image I see, a picture
of me, I don’t recognize the
dead fish look in my eyes
or the false smile.
I don’t need to fake it anymore.
What you see, a snapshot, a summary to carry in your brain, a moment captured, which is why God can never be shrunk into one, too big to fit in the frame
As i looked up i saw it, the image that had haunted me for years. A image of my grandma she was young and happy not the way i last saw her. it looked like me, she looked like me…she is me. that image is me…