I am only fine until someone wants to know how I am doing.
I have to enter into the empty silence, in which my soul resides,
there a voice invades my meditative quiet, jars me and makes me think of that which
I would rather hide.
I have no desire to face what is true in my heart,
I don't want to think on how I feel thus
I will further reach farther to black out in the quiet, silent empty.
2 comments:
Hey mister, we cannot all be as prolific as you fogson. Even though I am usually feeling poetic getting the right words, phrases and timing can be difficult for us lesser beings :p
There is so much in your heart. Walk with God. Have hope my friend.
Love, Anne
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