Another blank page, an empty mind moment
Unlimited potential, no direction
Earnestly intent, inspired by the stars
Dark eternal waters, no reflection
At odds with creation, yet I’m still compelled
The spirit guides me when all logic fails
What will be will be, my heart is always free
I close my eyes and see... Miracles
Injustice rules by Hell's sovereignty
Spirits reborn enslaved by debt
Smiling promises, evil Intentions
None dare imagine eternal judgment
Seek deeper meaning in duality
Submit to authority, be a good friend
Placating poet screaming at the heavens
Meaningless effort chasing the wind
At odds with creation, yet I’m still compelled
The spirit guides me when all logic fails
What will be will be, my heart is always free
I close my eyes and see... Miracles
A legacy of promise
An eternity that's real
The time is upon us
Gods Word, God's Will
Its beautiful
Poetic words
To me it sounds like the struggle that ALL Christians have and few admit
One moment questioning Gods purpose and direction for them- then the next minute praising God for the plan none of us understand
Just what it evoked in me
Last edited on Sun Jan 17th, 2021 01:23 am by derrickhand300
