You billow out from beyond my belief,
Strangling storm windows
Which turns me blank with divert.
I cross out
Little errors that shape tomorrow
Without missing a beat.
Yet here I am,
Following little sounds
Towards curious places
And letting my soul speak and be heard.
How curious these rays become.
Tag: Belief
Where By Now (day 890)
I am loosing my way, path
My sight and vision that has drawn me
That has layered my soul
To be unraveled
Alone, confused
Clouded in a misguided belief
Loaned out to the public
Really, truthfully
Abandoned
Shifted like last season
Disregarded
Where by now
Amidst my centered thought
I have no more whole
And while lost along the way
I have imagined I
Am
Whole
To be purely mistaken
As if a premature frost
Escaping the night
Belief (day 8)
There’s times when all’s seeming far
When the sky is nowhere near
The future of forgotten years
There’s a lady without a memory
She spoke her mind to me
Never left me when I’s in need
Them’s was times it’s all I’d need
That caring hand
Come wash me away with sand
And then, in a saddened day of love
She got whisked away that day
Into another’s arms of stone
For me I was left here, left here all alone
Without a second soul
That would never let me go
So then, as I walked away that day
I was left to sit at bay
Wondering, though curious of all my ways
Could you ever listen again
Without your judging hand
And forever on your mind