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king without a kingdom’s
ranked without a general
lost in the dusks, shattered, and bleed
yet, captivated by Thy, light….

stupid at sometimes, but not a fool’s
not a soldiers, but with an army’s
a country boy, with no boundary’s

O ~ Faith.
an ancient of unfinished~ .., yet, useful
Nothing’s, but Have’s!
it's hard
to find....

to creates...

to write...

to ponder...

yet, founded
by ...

A words  just of my own?

Or a world inside,

to mines on?

A phrases on my own?

Or just a place,

to rest in time?
I maybe not a poet.

I maybe not a good writer.

My words and grammar

maybe out of place ,

on a crooked space,


Asking my self at sometimes,

to keep things through, or not!

Yet, some pieces of my songs I wrote.

It gives me wings to fly.

To keep yearning, and

to ears for words.

As it becomes spatial place

of reality

and as a resting place of mind.

Those poems

that penned down,

under the sun,


and stars.

Some turns to reality

and some awaits

its time.

To wander at sometimes,

when somethings comes around inside.

And the soul to wonder,

for its world inside.

So, maybe little,

but enough!

So, maybe not good,

but useful!

Perhaps,  perhaps, perhaps...!

... too many places,

... too many faces,

... too many hours,

... untiring days,

maybe too soon.

or tomorrow!

Oh! - just waiting for ~

to dance and waltz

in a right place, and in a right time.
Let thou, my feet learned
To dance in the desert

And thou, my mouth comprehend
To sing in the waves and storm

Thou, consumes my soul
Unbroken in the derecho

Thou, my unrighteousness and shame
In Thee, be cleanse and heal in time

Thou, am not good enough
Lit the best part of me

Oh, my silence speaks before me
And, in Thee, I give my peace

Thus, the weakness of my soul
Thou, i find strength, in Thee.
2 Corinthians 12:9-10<><> 9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
(need to conceal from the view )

(more of complexity)

So, when the KNOWLEDGE of NOTHING  becomes~

E V E R Y T H I N G !
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