Radically Happy

Dressed in my high-priestly robes / 
At first / 
Everyone thinks / 
I am a celebrity…

But if I / 
Had no place in the city / 
Am I not / 
Even more insignificant / 
Outside of it?

The significant others / 
Who determine how I see myself / 
By how they see me…

When I see him / 
I immediately become defensive / 
And start arguing with him / 
About why I deserve to enter…

I cannot sit still / Or stay in one place // THEY may find me…

No / 
I hate Jesus / 
For stopping me / 
From stopping her…

I watch in horror / 
As Cinderella eats / 
The poisoned Apple / 
Of the knowledge of good and evil…

I see her / 
Reach for an Apple / 
Poisoned / 
With the Knowledge / 
Of Good and Evil…

The broken Body of The Prince / Including me / Falls like rain over the clearing / Over Cinderella / Over His horse // She is frightened / But the horse eats it up / Literally…

Every crumb / 
Of the house / 
Seems to hate each other / 
And violently flies apart / 
At the speed of light…

Inside / 
There are no mangers / 
But the walls / 
Are good enough to eat / 
And magically renew themselves / 
So the building doesn’t collapse…

I am afraid / 
I will be shattered to bits / 
Or permeated with splinters…

My broken heart / 
Is somehow strong enough / 
To power my Pegasus wings / 
And carry Jesus into the sky…

I / Have only been a horse / Instead of a mouse / For a couple days // They / Have been trained / For generations…

The Prince walks over / 
And lays His face next to mine / 
And speaks soothingly to me…

Out of the rage / 
At my smallness / 
And impotence…

I dare not look / 
The Great Prince in the eye / 
Despite His kindly greeting / 
And honoring words…

I am house mouse / I don’t know what the Prince looks like / He would never notice or talk to me / And I wouldn’t know what to say If He did…