(photo- of my babies when they were small)
Some things are never forgotten, laboring souls that go to church
because we didn’t know, how to fight tired nights with weary days.
or the systems of oppression-recession,
systems that knock us down to the date, they go w-a-a-y back,
systems that refuse to acknowledge more external,
as to the wisdom of God
the creator of all that is,
both in & out-eternal
Prayers flooding beneath the red cushion-stains
the brown and grey wooden Briar-patch
Attach to us the impossible,
Miracles so wide spread they reach even the dead
so let it be said ,
we got up and walked
walked on water
moved mountains
“stopped the mouths of lions”
turned our “waters into wine”
we “touched the hem of his garment”
we “laid down our burdens”
for the last time
kindness sister Krissy
Krissy Mosley Ministries 