Throne Builder

What if i wasn’t destined

to became a throne builder

what if instead i destroyed it

I am not 

i am cursed

not blessed

blessed is he who has no idols

I worship his feet

i broke my alabaster jar 

and poured its contents upon them

I am his throne 

He is the designer

i am his carpenter

He raised me up

to build myself

upon which 

he settles 

in my heart

as if my heart is 

his throne 

and my soul

is The Throne Room

Author's Note

I need feedback. My friends tell me I'm an outstanding Poet but i want feedback from fellow writers.