#waver
I can feel it in my soul,
a ripple stirring within.
In the deepest crevice,
there's a whisper trying to shout, "It is done!"
So why should I waver?
That storm has passed, and the sea is calm.
I watch the sun descend in a quiet declaration of what’s to come,
its golden light and gentle embers painting promises.
Oct 8, 2024
Oct 8, 2024 at 5:22 PM UTC
The brightness of a glorious dawn
Brings to this world its healing light
The bright rays streaming on and on
Though I may be in darkest night
Although it’s night, the sun shines still
The rays will warm my body soon
Should my faith waver, then I will
Find comfort in the lighted moon
Just like the sun - my wealth is sure
My hope increases day by day
While new horizons I explore
And prosper now in every way
If darkness hides my wealth from view
My faith remains - it shall be shown
Abundance from my heart renews
Revealing all the wealth I’ve known
Jun 14, 2019
Jun 14, 2019 at 9:23 AM UTC
By every stitch awkwardly placed.
Does there linger a sting.
A colorless.
Vastness.
Of nothing.
A space.
Larger than any ravine.
Boundless.
Where even the brightest smile.
Drowned.
It was here.
In this same collection of wavering resolve.
A new smile was born.
Of lust.
And piercing wales.
One that fit ever so perfectly.
Tears and pain cascade through.
Yet it remained.
Begging.
Wretching.
Playing with this notion of spite.
And torture.
The blade driven by ones own hand.
Is the very one that knows this darkness all to well.
Hiltless.
Does it dive deeper.
And the black ooze finds a home.
In the abyss beyond.
For this.
Is the viciousness desired.
A circle of ridicule.
And tumble end over end.
Smile intact.
Mind.
Shambles..
Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 3:26 AM UTC
I thrive upon it,
And yet, it thrives upon me;
Grey muddle of life.
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 9:35 AM UTC