I walk in, You walk out
You climb up, I climb down
I move farther from You
in search for the Truth
from outside
to remind myself
of the feelings inside.

Of destitute transgressions,
I failed to mention what's jarred or come loose, is now hanged from the noose. Battered and Bruised are the Eyes of the Wise,
Driven to hide inside
caves dark and far from the Lies.

I walk out, You walk in
You climb down, I'm climbing closer to You in search for the Truth for Time being without meaning, flocked and flayed around the Rack ~ taken aback beyond our Youth in spite of the Proof, We are praying to play, sprayed and sprawled against the Wall, taking shape and design, in part quite Divine.

The sharpest part is plunging in, opening to
Rise in the Truth
from outside
to remind yourself
of the feelings inside.