Read

Read.

She commanded me like the Angel Commanded Muhammad.

Read.
and SO I did. I gripped her Bible firmly with my hands and read her
Page after page of story unfolded and I said to her, I am Afraid.

READ! she said so I started another Chapter
Permeated by her laughter as I strove to Understand her.
Rolling her words across my toungue as if my world was
exiting my lungs yet I read on

READ!
She commanded me with impertinance and I did
For she only wanted for me to undersatand.
But her Pain was so much the more demanding
As it took its toll on My soul So I read on.

READ!

UGh, do these pages ever stop turning?
Will Her words ever stop Burning?
Can I ever stop learning
From Her Holy Book of Yearnings

READ!
She was screaming now so in order to soothe her
I made a gesture Which would move her
And quiet Her Pain

READ!

So I closed my eyes to Read her tale.
With my fingertips I read Her Braile
As her Goosebumps provided her story
Instantly on Her flesh was her story

And I read her her future
I read it so Deep
I read Her purification
I read her To sleep.

...TheGift