Permission
Permission has the word mission in it
Everybody seems to have a mission these days
The word Zen pops up in my mind
To describe myself
Though I rarely feel tranquil
The buzz of human traffic
All around me is a manic
Frantic reminder
That i gotta do something.
All I want to do is observe
Then write about it.
But I don't want a deadline
That's not selfish.
God did not stamp a deadline
On our birth certificate
Babies are pacified
But big humans are hurried by
I just want to look up at the sky
And count the clouds and wonder why
Experience the breeze
Postpone the degrees
Learn
One heartbeat at a time
Not standing in line
We are not the same
Your rhythm isn't meant
To coincide with mine
Life is not linear
The Creator created a horizon
If life were a parade
Id not continue it's charade
I love my neighbors
But we are not the same
We grow one moment at a time
Together, yet perfectly disheveled
Time attempts to reduce us
To a humanistic level
All the while we
Climb our way back to the stars
The origin of galaxies
To discover who we are.
Sunday, May 28, 2017
Sunday, May 21, 2017
Juxtaposition
Falling
Failing
Flailing
Finding fault
Yet groping for hope
The anchor of my soul
The rope in my heart
Will not let go
It compares and contrasts
Neither will last
The very next moment
Will leave this one in the past
Joy plus sadness
Equals melancholy gladness
Hints of faith
In the wrestling
Restlessness in the nestling
Yin and yang
Right and wrong
Drowning in weakness
Triumphant in strength
The outcome can be
Any which way
The peace accents
The struggle and trial
The moment of waiting
Will set into motion
Miles and miles
Sweetness and sour
Kiss one another
Insignificance is a glorious brother.
Failing
Flailing
Finding fault
Yet groping for hope
The anchor of my soul
The rope in my heart
Will not let go
It compares and contrasts
Neither will last
The very next moment
Will leave this one in the past
Joy plus sadness
Equals melancholy gladness
Hints of faith
In the wrestling
Restlessness in the nestling
Yin and yang
Right and wrong
Drowning in weakness
Triumphant in strength
The outcome can be
Any which way
The peace accents
The struggle and trial
The moment of waiting
Will set into motion
Miles and miles
Sweetness and sour
Kiss one another
Insignificance is a glorious brother.
Sunday, May 7, 2017
Behold
1john 2:2
Trapped in my own perception
Blind aside from reason
Unbeknownst to me
My heart commits a treason
Encaptured by this world
Too small to understand
I become unglued
By the whispers of His hand
Transformed by revelation
Struck dead in my account
Undone by the million moments
I have done without
Earthly joys a fantasy
Compared to what awaits
The most impacting moments in this life
Pale at heaven's gate.
1john 2:2
Trapped in my own perception
Blind aside from reason
Unbeknownst to me
My heart commits a treason
Encaptured by this world
Too small to understand
I become unglued
By the whispers of His hand
Transformed by revelation
Struck dead in my account
Undone by the million moments
I have done without
Earthly joys a fantasy
Compared to what awaits
The most impacting moments in this life
Pale at heaven's gate.
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