Nothing More |
by Walter Rooks |
When she closed her eyes, the weight of the world went away- she could be whatever or whomever she wanted; nothing more than a dream to dream. When she closed her eyes, the potential of the world was realized- she could, with elementary arithmetic, add it all up, give grace to God and be good. There was not always time to close her eyes. Sometimes she had to watch the world this way; bent and brutal. This too she subtracted for God. |