Patiently Waiting For Mary

This poem is not about Jesus
I assure you, nothing is about Jesus
If it is good, soothes your anxiety
and stains your lips
it is kissing and red wine
If it is good, brightens your day
and warms your heart
it is the sun and kindness
If it is good, holds your hand
and softens the fall
it is love and tall green grass
When you wait for it
with every breath
inhale, waiting
exhale, waiting
while your heart remains calm
and rid of fear
it is not Mary, it is you