What ever happens His still in control
What if the constant cries, never stop... the everlasting mumb… peers through silence and rupture… inner ear... its deafening, presen… What if its presents overwhelms,
Do you know me.... do you know all that’s me.. not as being, but complete. Why do you wonder and trembling my mind as if your part of it,
I am present as air, close... very close by. every moment in existence.. every inch of being,
Humble me... let me feel blessed to be less... silence my tongue and mind... make me exceptive, but brave. endure with me humility and disgra…
Way up high lifted... raised, elevated way apart from, cut off, singled out to be...
Cry me a river that overflows my p… nourish my sprouts and cleanse it… unwanted ills ..the glory days now… soft skin bottoms, pink-red foot s… trotting unassisted steadily ahead…
I accept that to live in a world populated by humans in control.. there needs to be a Higher power..… for us humans can’t, we absorb all resources known to live of and to…
spend a little time with me... hear me, my soul wants to share details of our days that were... sit close to me and feel the absen… fade... the yesterdays is just tha…
if ever in a million years man can live without worries, sorrows and all that hinder humanity to prosper, enjoy life,
I’ll be strong, relentless in my pursuit of completeness, all and utter commitment to the inner me... the long forgotten aspirations,
Careful with the smiles bared in y… eyes... windows to the soul they are and t… smiles leave them wide open for an… peak... have some insight to what…
My flesh, my blood, not my demons nor my anger... infested not yet o… not yet but still my love one used… enslaved by evil... mindless mercy… beware, please be careful its easy…
Feelings, a joyful experience som… being in love, being loved, cared… or the nice to have everlasting pe… No hatred or envy and all that ref… once existence .
My hopes, dreams fears, my inner s… spread in words all over paper...… white, spattered with expressions… between lines to form verse upon v… a disturb picture to be realize on…
what strangers are, we are,,, where cold and wet discomforts, we felt it too... the warmth of our loving died. gone and forgotten as memories