katherine

today i saw god. in the eyes of a drunk woman. in the midst of darkness. i know right. it can be quite easy to jump and eat my skin raw because your eyes are blind folded with a cloth of judgment ‘that’s blasphemy’. yes, i saw god. i saw god as she poured her heart into a well of love. i saw god as she caressed my skin in all colours of gratitude. as she caressed my skin thank you. kissed my soul you’re an angel. and then her deep blue eyes. they sang for the ocean they were still full of life, even if the can of cider was the only painkiller she chugged. she dwelled on her past and dodged a heavenly future like bullets. she cried but I’m 55. deep in sorrow, her eyes trickled with love. something i’d travelled all around and hadn’t seen before. she held me like a child, afraid to lose his mother, yet at the same time i felt she was a mother holding her child. i saw god in the weaving of our creation, in the warmth that wrapped our souls with life. her name was Katherine. i saw her suffering. although she was sewing back her wounds with the weakest of threads, i witnessed how god answered her prayers with a click of a finger. she confessed it. i realized, anything can decay but a good heart. those are the ones god visits in person. i found god there. in the midst of darkness. yes. on the side of a road.