Swimming with saints & sinners: Touching up and untangling the roots of our hair

hairThe moment we stood center

there was a cross to bare.

The moment we tethered as one

it became not about our hair.

The moment we sat and feasted

we knew all were created to glory.

The moment we tethered as one

it became not about our hair.

The moment we prostrate prayers

for those who have yet to believe.

The moment we tethered together

it became not about our hair.

The moment we gathered threads

so not one could be deceived..

The moment we gathered threads

to create a single cloth.

The moment our hands broke wide open

The moment our hearts spilled unspoken

The moment our heads bow in concert

The moment our hair became not our focus

The moment we stood center

there was a cross to bare.

And it be not about our hair.