Why I Keep My Windows OpenA Poem by promisedtothetidesmore of a journal entry than anythingOccasionally, I’ll blast a mist of cedarwood and myrrh in every corner my house And proceed to smoke it out with incense, and leave the window cracked To let out what I need To purify or repent or perhaps both I don't know, the action takes over me LIke the call to pray to something holy For too many times I say sorry And there's a lot of things I want And I hope that in walking with God Some kind of soothing balm will seal this gaping wound And stop the bleeding So I mist my house In the action I invite, alone in my room at night I keep the window open For answers Or blessings Or both to come in © 2024 promisedtothetides |
StatsAuthorpromisedtothetidesScottsdale, AZAboutHello! My name is Mikaila Occasionally I put out small musings and poems As for projects, I am currently working on a couple of fantasy novels but I also write short stories with magical realism ele.. more..Writing
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