Strangely Dim

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I guess I pity you

Is that okay to say?

I mean, you have these lofty goals

That you will not attain

You have the choice, you know?

On how you use your time

But do feel free

Whittle-away on me

Whose God has crossed The finish line

Great God

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Wrap myself in trouble. Get inside its head. What’d it wish to teach me? Did it wish me dead?

It took my mind’s money. It pilfered my time. That I gave it all my heart, was my biggest crime.

As I speak, it’s storming -inside and outside. I may weep, but lift my chin, and in the truth abide.

I am mi-rac-u-lous. I am where it’s at.
I own the night, I own the day -whatchu think ’bout that?

I no longer worry. I’ve seen the mountaintop! When I wish to walk your way, my Great God helps me stop.

Did you think you licked me, with your fiery reign? I woke from your ashes, baby -come at me again.

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Received

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Has it been said to me
Before
Through some spirit
Holy or Otherwise
I do not recall

Just that it occurred to me
Or came to me
Just this moment
Through some spirit
Holy for Certain

That
Any
Good in me
Is
Christ in me

Open Window

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I see the bricked wall 
Mortared with steel
You guide my eye to a secret passage 

I see a wasteland
But when I kneel
You speak of wonderland waiting for me 

I see starvation
Stones for my meal
You reach out to me with my daily bread

I see the grey rain 
No hope to feel
You fly white flowers in front of my eyes

Yellow like Buttercup 

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Yoga class
A dark, dark street
At the end of the line, please, please, please
My first Home
A Trek not for the faint
The seat of power 
Christmas but not really
Where the mountains meet the sea
At school one day on a lark
Christmas for real this time
New Year’s for sure
With a porch swing
In the mailbox 
Around every corner
God knows where else I’ve forgotten 
I grew honest 
I grew proud
He was there and you were where?