There are two ways to read this poem: line by line, in unity, or side by side—separate. Individually, they are two moments; combined, they become an experience.

“Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live, and in your name I will lift up my hands.” – Psalm 63:3-4

Glory descends,

a smile that hurts from consistency,

air thick with majesty.

Hysterical laughter bursting out.

Tears flow, I weep from the weight of love.

Voices of hope.

My surroundings blend like paint swirled in water,

unifying with reverence.

Yet finally I see

praise echoed,

with perfect clarity.

Double the portion,

I am at peace and utter abandon.

An outpouring of Holy

my life is no longer from me.

The more filled I am, the hungrier I become.