A speck upon a speck
Upon a dust mote
Floating in the mist
-Am I-
Dear God
How is it that you think of me?
For eons upon eons
Earth was the center
Its sun and moon
-Our world-
And now
Where is the end of your cosmos?
Although so heavenly far
You’ve been so near
We are small but here
-You care-
Dear Jah
And save
And love
And hear
Jahgirl
02/22/14
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