I dash to the point of no return looking forward to the opposition
Position to make way down a golden road leading to the place
I first saw the light of-
Seen bright dense blinding
Soaking in wishes becoming dreams forming hope anchored by Faith
These tears I cry aren’t in vein!
I despise shame!
I WILL NOT BE DETAINED ANY LONGER
My vision grows STRONGER
Further in the distance the line to finish connecting thoughts to form-
A vivid picture of written scripture
Burned upon a heart of amber flames
A melting rage of Courage released from cage–
As I finally turn the page….
WHEN I’M GONE
Feeling the day’s dwindle hearing the closing of the doors of my past….
At last the Gates await the return of the lost-
Paid the cost of admission hoping to get a passing grade on My mission
Seeded the ground of purpose with the off spring of Hope gained through courage
Reaching to stay
Buried under the surface of the ash’s that shaped this flame…
I’m released from this,
Walk of Faith
The footsteps left behind in the sand have washed away…
The Sun fades in the distance beckoning the fall of Night;
I walk on….
I think about the unknown of time..,
“I have to walk this line…”
So I took the veil of the blind, and ripped it in two–
I see twin views
Missing time sensitive queues–
I’ve got to lose this!
“Remove this block-aid!”
MY Soul is thirsty for the taste of Freedoms rain,
Free from self-imposed pain;
I’ve got to retrain and maintain:
Spirit, Soul, and Body-
Why do I contain the pain of carrying this flame?
My Cross I gain-
So I have none to blame…,
These rusted chains reach for me haunting my footsteps–
Heart spills into ink and begins to flow;
Eye’s behold what Paper drinks as emotions sink into the realm where Ghost’s play keep away with the Past…,
Why wont they let me pass…?
Trial by Fire
“Flames to Dust;
Dust to Ash’s;
Ash’s to Flames!
I spread My Wings–
Embracing Victory in the Wind….”
I soak in a pool of desire…,
Hope approach’s in the distance gathering strength
Drawing from the waling of…
How each stress endured never fractured
Rising from the furnace of dreams,
Clear as Silver Trumpets calling Kings home….
I soak in a pool of desire–
Hoping to drown in redemption’s undertow…..