Resilience
In hopelessness Is the power to reform
My thoughts
Creating what I want to think
Is the best way to live
Determining what possesses me
Cures me of my fashionable
Invisibility
I love so I stay strong
With God
He pushes me to the edge
With infallible questions
And persists I dig deeper
To institute more inspiration for the future
He says, “today is over, so prepare for tomorrow.”
And in this I find peace
That meets me with passion
To exist
This is who I want to be
I am this
But I cant see today
Maybe tomorrow I will discover what I am
Wonderful
The magic is in
The kin of delivery
Washing away the sin
What was once knit
So tight
Is now loose to flight
In the breeze
So often
Please remember
There’s never too much
When a bunch of flowers
Offer their heads to a bed
Laying at ease
Is it’s tease of approval
With it’s power
It’s touch
Is such that brings
Emphatically
The taste of sweet
So much static
Charging itself
Full of energy
Never leaving
But breathing into
a ceremony
Of it’s stature
So in harmony
Is the wonderful
In me.
So many nights I lay awake
Thinking of how to date
Myself
Is it by my age or is it bigger
Than something meant to take
My years away.
Might I admit that I
Like feeling older
It helps me see more
And understand my hope
Is impressed with tales
So many of them take me
Beyond an expression
The love, the hate,
The worship, the memories
Take me to my limits
And suggest I continue
To express my fortitude
Is in how I deliver myself today
Not yesterday,
What possesses me is my very own
Succession of leadership
Skills I have honed in on my entire life
This is the courage it takes to resume myself
Not as imperfect but as remarkably
Perfect.
Today I am courageous admitting
My failures and my past do not mark me today
And may I absorb in this passion of life
What does not conform me
But inform me for my future tests.
I rest in this.
Paradise
Lives in between the ocean and the sky
Moves mountains and is told that passion plays an important role
Today I see
My fame and fortune include more diameters and impressions
Than yesterday
It is in this where I find paradise meets me
At my best and reaches passed my worst
Without fear, channeling only what I hear
Of importance,
from it escapes the
matchless pursuit for magic
And restless is its streams offering forgiveness
A new dream emphatically riddling
It seems through the light that washes me
Of day and births me of night
To find the one true calling
As a new found balance
Conforming myself to
The pleasure of words today.
It takes notes to a new place
It harmonizes and makes no waste
Time is in tables
And always in fables in much
To a disguise
Seems wise
Plenty is left at the end
And quantity creates what is to open
The new day
Today I am ready
To fall to my knees and play
With what exceeds of me
Always excelling and impels me
To continue
This Is my mark
And as I continue to play the harp
Let me be bountiful
So that I may regard my pleasure
As the present of fulfillment.
My posture exudes courage
And my passion excludes desires
That keep me tied up
So open I feel today
Ready and never tired
I can make this the best time
Of my life if I can commit
Like I did yesterday
Today I will be ever so diligent
Resisting all temptations to lose hope
And looking yonder begetting
What comes from me
And offering the sun
It’s rays back
Into the sky that marks my path
In the clouds that form to my wrath
Here me roar as I leave
My mark and wash my face
Of your ways
You will not hold me back
I refuse to check my vision
I’m clearly in the scope of perfection with strength
So my mold is truly a correction
Of you and your ways
I will keep to my heart and press on with hope
And this is my art of creation
My life to you
How you view me is also up to you
But I will live in endurance
The candle is lit
For your desire
She pushes and exceeds
In delight
Let it carry you
To the end
And back to the beginning
Of your journey
Let it take you
To new depths
So extreme
It causes your
Hope to succeed
In diligence and manner
Hold onto it
As a banner
Reminding you
Of what you
Are due
It’s your time to shine
Don’t ever give
Into what fails you
Hold your honor
As if the last time
You speak
And let your mouth
Wake in the moment
Of inspiration
Let it take you
To infinity
And let it create
Your love
In divinity.
Truly now
You are
A hero
Of yourself.
Your rose is so wise
She plays into my eyes
As a founder of perfection
So splendid is my reaction
To touch it and it bursts into color
It lay in my hands in tender
Mercies hoping I see its beauty
So sings my kin which was once mute.
You touch me like i’m flower
You move me with your patience and courage
And so my potion for you is in my kiss
Please exhort your lips
And lay your hand on my bosom
I am yours and my passion
Exists in this.
Rose
your rose is so wise
She plays into my eyes
As a founder of perfection
So splendid is my reaction
To touch it and it bursts into color
It lay in my hands in tender
Mercies hoping I see its beauty
So sings my kin which was once mute.
