I channeled Moses, in the middle of the sky, right here,

She and I

Laughed explained why the sea went red,

crossing miles and miles with unleavened bread

I told her what we need down below church in space

Somewhere in the middle of the sky

with no wings and no slaves

to trust ourselves the upside down worship

with no games ,no pull, no pits, just outer space

the lights we’d become

to dance so close to heaven ,

in the middle of sky

We could watch the rainbow-break-make colored waters.

And we’d go up and down on Jacob’s ladder

meet Jesus on the way sit with old man jack a Nigerian slave

My Abraham…     

Poet Krissy Mosley all rights reserved 2014