Written by Taeryn Novak
I need to get closer—
flesh, blood, arms, eyes.
Hands, feet, voice—I
don’t always think of you this way:
human, solid.
Come sit with me.
Show me how to be like you, kind.
“Come and see,” You say,
“I’ll show you the wonder
of being alive.”
Lord, I will follow.
Taeryn Novak lives on the West Coast and loves all things calm and cozy: walks in the forest, a good book, quality time with friends, and writing songs late at night.
