Started during a college class where we were watching the Chronicles of Narnia, refined while supposed to be doing homework. I always forget what those books do to me. Always - but I always remember too. You know who Susan and Aslan and Narnia belong to. Copyright to me.
Remembering Aslan
Lion who is never tame –
the part of me
that believes in God,
in salvation,
in something greater
than myself,
and in redemption,
still believes
in you.
I am no Susan
to turn my back
on Narnia,
or to forget the scent
of your mane,
the heavy velvet
of your paws,
the color of your eyes
looking into mine,
and what I see in them.
I will remember you
when stars are falling,
and follow you
further in
and higher up.