i would like to be the sky so when a jumbo jet
tore through me i wouldn't
break.
or the ground that people walk all over but it's still there
tomorrow.
but i am not the sky and i am not
the ground.
i am the middle part in be-
tween, the part where
the sky halos my head and the ground
softens my
feet.
i am in the middle part.
where God is,
too.
