Who Am I

I don’t need to know you For what I know is true You were formed before the sky You were seen through the father’s eyes Your face is painted in splendor Your skin, his warm delight The gifts you posses Are parts of his universal appetite You’re made for greatness And it flows through your pen You’re made to know mysteries You’re his special friend Every scar, every cut Every time you were in a rut Has been written down in his book Open your heart and take a look You spin through lives and touch their souls Filling each and every hole So when you wake And look in the mirror You will see things much clearer You’re a reflection of the master’s design You are precious; you were created by the divine. BY: Sabina Nicole Written: 10/21/13