For Me A Beast

I celebrate my time which I’m given from that which I do not know under the sun. A book calls me dust with life I am sewed by an all ever present God I’ve tried know. Am I kneeling for it, pain overcome by me, it ruminates sunk in oozes pride I’ve relief. Elliptical forming…

What The Moon Teaches

I turn my head to the sky, often dumbfoundedly shocked that we are creatures small; the moon reminds we forgot. Ever there so seemingly peer does the moon from the sky. Underneath it we are chaotic; short-lived with dieing light. What need of us does a sphere, who is constant upon its watch, the answer…

I Guess I’m Damned

Pride is spoken of in the Bible as a hindrance. There is an obvious conflict when one talks about pride. How can someone be both humble yet also confident without being prideful? There are times when I think of what I have power over and the reality is that I only have power over my…

Lest I Drown

I never said to you no. That I felt it and let it go. Things you wouldn’t know inside me tend to grow. If archers strike correctly, if I tend speak indirectly. Ask would I come respectfully where we arrive ineffectually. Construct we can a bond let not my arms beyond where they grasp so…

The Blindness Of Pride

“Pride is the parent of destruction, pride eats the mind and the heart and the soul alive.” -Anne Rice I shudder to try and address those whom would confess they do not possess regret for subjecting truth to duress. Pride at times is useful unless it is not truthful. Pride can make lies usual; burying…