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May 2014
I crashed through the ceiling I don't need a floor now I used to be reeling but the void's my support now.

Doldrums are rolling but if I stay patient I know I'll be happy I stayed when something comes up and meets me.

I was a bit worried that this was where I was going because I loved the ride but honestly the end is even better.

There is only beauty now, gain and loss but no pain or cost.

I still love sadness but she's now a perfect lover and there is more time for her and more time for infinitely more perfect beings and I'm glad I skirted every snare and I'm growing growing growing like my fuzzy wuzzy hair.

All I can say for now is beware idolatry, learn what it is and guard yourself from it. This is a time for beautiful expression and every one of us has many things to show and create. Remember it was Jesus's God who got us here and we thank him and we'll be fine.
Andrew Tinkham
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Andrew Tinkham  USA
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