Feelings harbored here
Have been realized and returned
Ready to be reeled
Wednesday, December 28, 2016
A Conversation with Myself
Leave this cit/adel
where relying on circumstances
is like a massive wall
guarding a fortress of fear
Run away from this hom/icide
murdered is my good intention,
slain is someone's trust,
dead are dreams and amendments
Go back to famil/iarizing myself
with Wisdom's face,
with God's grace,
with Kingdom vision on which my worldview I base
where relying on circumstances
is like a massive wall
guarding a fortress of fear
Run away from this hom/icide
murdered is my good intention,
slain is someone's trust,
dead are dreams and amendments
Go back to famil/iarizing myself
with Wisdom's face,
with God's grace,
with Kingdom vision on which my worldview I base
Labels:
discontent,
general poetry,
hope,
life lesson,
rhyme
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
Let It Be
Let out
like streams that flow
like gates that have flown
wide open
like children on a snow
day
like childlike faith full grown
Let down
as unfulfilled expectation
as repeated rejection
as increased introspection
given the greatest glimmers go
out
Let go
of my shiny dreams
of my shaky foundation
of my short sight
of my small faith
like streams that flow
like gates that have flown
wide open
like children on a snow
day
like childlike faith full grown
Let down
as unfulfilled expectation
as repeated rejection
as increased introspection
given the greatest glimmers go
out
Let go
of my shiny dreams
of my shaky foundation
of my short sight
of my small faith
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