I saw a side of myself
That I never expected
By taking a look
From another’s perspective.



The author read
The words she wrote
And swore each word
Together spoke

A different message
Than initially penned
In a tone reminiscent
Of a familiar friend.


I could have
Been the one
To lead you
To the Cross.

But instead,
My faith
Has been left
At a loss.

Your cup
Was half-full
Of trials
And tribulations;

If only
Its diluter
Was God’s grace
For all nations.

There were countless
Which I used
As my excuse

To keep silent
About the love
That you surely
Could have used.