The Sprite
The Sprite
Sprite, Sprite sucking light
Siphoning thoughts and might
Who is watching
To determine your border?
What mind will expose you?
Who will betray me?
Where did you come from?
Is it original sin
Or someone closer?
Is their purpose in
Your gravity?
Who will lift her head and cease accusing?
From whence cometh my help?
Jehovah Rapha
I settle in your palm.
You are greater than the Sprite.
I rest in You
Copyright © Christine Bridges | Year Posted 2020
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