This is your kingdom
Conquer your territory
Learn its peaks, its valleys, its plains,
Bow and worship its Temple
Offer a sacrifice
Allow the floods to return
As you learn the ways of your kingdom
You ride it in a steady pace
Until you sight home
Then the true race begins
Heart pounding
A stitch in your side can't even stop you
Bearing down to push
Harder and faster
Quicker and more rapidly
As wild as the sea
Until you arrive
Where your kingdom is awaiting
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Monday, November 16, 2020
Thine is the kingdom
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Sunday, April 13, 2014
Some Poetry I found while Cleaning out my Computer ***
Running in circles in my mind
Silence eats away at patience
Time heals nothing
If scabs never form
Pressure remains constant
Soul crushing pain
Heart wrenching
All consuming
Back to the beginning
You’ll never love me
I’m not pretty or thin
I’m not up to your standards
I’m never gonna win
We’ll never be the perfect pair
They were always right
They said we were to different
They say how much we fight
You two will work much better
She seems much better for you
She make you happier
She better not make you blue
Floating feelings becomes tangled
Boiling up bubbles full of tears
Tomorrows dance across the horizon
Ready to race, reason for rhyme
Startling vision, sparkling sight
Newfound glory, gradient spikes.
Purple columns rising
Higher in the sky,
From now until forever,
Perfectly pleasant pair.
Silence eats away at patience
Time heals nothing
If scabs never form
Pressure remains constant
Soul crushing pain
Heart wrenching
All consuming
Back to the beginning
You’ll never love me
I’m not pretty or thin
I’m not up to your standards
I’m never gonna win
We’ll never be the perfect pair
They were always right
They said we were to different
They say how much we fight
You two will work much better
She seems much better for you
She make you happier
She better not make you blue
Floating feelings becomes tangled
Boiling up bubbles full of tears
Tomorrows dance across the horizon
Ready to race, reason for rhyme
Startling vision, sparkling sight
Newfound glory, gradient spikes.
Purple columns rising
Higher in the sky,
From now until forever,
Perfectly pleasant pair.
From now on I need to steel myself from the darkness,
My hard choices need to come swiftly now
One follow another in rapid succession
Time has come to rise to the action and make bold statements
Not always the popular decisions to bear the burdens
A life of single blessedness is a cursed choice
What is necessary is right in God eye and mine
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