Sometimes nature turns on itself
Lightening in a forest
Termites in a tree
Lions feasting on the weak

Sometimes the bullet comes from within

I feel like I’m walking in tall grass
With a gun in my hand
A helmet
My training
But there is nothing to trust
Each step could be the last
The beauty of life only comforts itself
For it does not worry about tomorrow
But as I walk inside its splendor
I know that it will outlive my  life

And so
Tears without an ocean
Pain without a baby
Pride without purpose

Suffering alone
My choice
For it is mine
Salvation is mine
Or is it?

I once smiled easily
Too easily

Grace without tribulation
Repentance with a burning heart
Was that me?

And now
I see the bullets
Piercing my skin
Too slow to ****
Too fast to avoid

There is still time
But not for works
For I have become the mission
I will come to know man’s morality
I will come to know man’s mercy
I will come to know man’s grace
I will come to know my place in their hearts

There is nothing like the spray of water from the bow of a boat

I remember that now
Like a picture in a small locket
A moment of love
Nature
A woman
But nothing is promised forever
Except what we believe

For as a father can hate
So too can a child

But what is it that I believe

Forgiveness
Forgiveness
Forgiveness

Yes

That is what I believe
For it is time
Time to believe
This is my chance
I now that now