Gospel Truth
Have you ever tried
to build a holy hall of worship
out of words alone?
I did
And it crumbled like
paper curling to ash
over an open flame
But
oh, Lord
the choir still sounded so good
as long as I didn’t listen to the words
How sacred it was, how beautiful
while it lasted
And I know
I know
that you can’t love someone
into salvation
I know you can’t love someone
into someone you want to love
and you can’t love someone
into the someone
you think they can be
But, God, if I don’t try
if I don’t try
Grace Moore is a writer from Washington. She writes fiction, creative nonfiction, and the occasional poem. She also writes articles on travel, mental health, writing, and books. Sometimes she’s funny, or at least that’s what her mom says. Follow her on Instagram @gracieawriter.
