I hung the world
On my living room wall.
I sat and talked with God
About the cracks in my world.
I watched the teardrops splash
Onto the continent of my self.
He told me of the new heavens
and the new world He will make.
He said it will endure.
I wondered what that had to do with anything.
And there was the map
Of the world I'd given up on.
The one I wanted my children to know.
His World.
His Future.
I lift my face beyond
The living room wall.
His smile
My smile
Will endure.
