Glory

a word I cannot comprehend

a word I can only dream of seeing

not scrawled on paper but

across Your very face

It’s written now, upon this world,

but

the letters are just too big

(my eyes are just too small)

to see

All I know are the scars I ripped

in glory

the taint I wove instead

Don’t even know

how to know

such a thing is impossible after all

after All, You are

Glorified.