God did not make the rules,
nor had the rules made Him;
they had always been there,
just as He had.
I’d tried to make God in my own image,
but I’d already been made in His.
The first, I loathed.
The second, I loved.
The last, I hardly knew.
I found myself loving David as a god,
& Jesus as a mortal.
Jesus had died for all, but David,
David would die for only me.
Even as some saw God in all things,
David saw my mother in all things;
I simply saw him as everything.