Brother in Christ
When you fall,
how much it shakes me.
though me feet,
planted to the ground,
pull me down,
to keep you up.
Beloved how it'll wreck us,
when you fail.
The world falls, without parachutes.
Trying to keep myself strong,
lest one day this actualizes.
I am a participant.
I am a disciple.
Don't hack my soul.
Drain my energy with all but reduced to a glimmer.
Like a reflection by the silverware,
how much you affect us.
Let you be strong,
Impart yourself in us as we in you.
We'll lift you up.
And keep you, empowered.
Labels: heart, Literary
