Dear God, sometimes I feel like a submarine in a bath
Where the water has no end and my ears
Will burst because the weight of one drop
Can sink me to the bottom. Help me.
Dear God, someone said the roots are the beginning
Of the tree but I thought it was the acorn or maybe
It’s before that. Way before. When I’m walking to school
I can hear mothers growing somewhere babies
all over searching and maybe You’re the seed
So I’m sorry I crunch Your first breaths at recess.
Am I helping things grow by breaking You open?
Dear God, sometimes I feel like sunshine but it hurts
When the rain comes and birds complain
I didn’t touch their berries dry.
Dear God, thank you for telling me not to be
Afraid of windows. Last week I saw myself
Inside one. I thought it wasn’t me. It made me
feel better I’m a girl not glass.
Dear God, I’m glad I’m not an ant.
I don’t think ants live longer than 6 minutes
So thank you!
Dear God, when you want to talk to me
I will listen just let me know by making a bird
Fly by when I walk to school or I will sing
And something will answer back. A bell ringing
I’ll make up words and tap my knee. A secret
Between us OK? I feel left out of the noises
You make. I can be loud. Or quiet. Tell me soon.