beads of water
glisten on grass
in morning sun
some might call it dew.

but lying here,
stretched out flat
among the drops,
I see they are diamonds

lovingly scattered
by King-Father
for Princess-Daughter
and I am reminded

that in this upside-down
Kingdom of ours,
you must lower yourself
to remember you’re royalty.


“We become as big or as small as the objects of our love. When the horizon out of which I am living is God, there is room to breathe. When it is less than God, the world becomes suffocating.”

—Iain Matthew, The Impact of God