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3-12-18
Thinking of the good I am
Instead of the flaws
Doing what I'm meant to do today
Praying that I'll be in the right place at the right time
For various pages written throughout the ages of my metamorphosis
Jesus will be with me and I will count it all joy to suffer in like manner
As every tree has her roots confused at the gaze he proffers
I thought I heard someone call my name out of suspicion in the distance
Our headlight wanting only to rest come quiet riot and heroes
And hopes to get my sleep tonight
Going out to get you not just another passing phase
And expectation as the latest craze
For necklaces made of gold
Turning in very early in hopes to feed myself to sleep....
Jaded Years Ago
3-12-18
Where the poison is the remedy only temporal
Looking for instant gratification for our missionary reference library
Where the wolf has slept today back in business for countless trees
In a forest of fruition born to me keeping hands clean
There is hope to blow the harp and clang those cymbals
They each went straight forward
It's nice to have her around for cookie crumbs on my love seat
Where John sits when he is invited
As the second act is performed
Don't mean my rabbit trails
But it's part of who I am
Sleepwalking to the refrigerator using every step
For a supplication on tiptoe
Jaded I said I was years ago...
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