Gen 2:7 And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul. This is…

I Have to Get Back…
By LIMITLESS

Shoulder pains, feeling the burden of sudden change. Birth canal opens to purpose banging on the door.

Explosions of light consuming the shadows of a life I remember no more,

Struggling, trying to fit an Earth size dream through the volume of a pen hole.

My Eye’s holdfast to the light that beckons me forward.

It’s a press!

Fighting to fit the form of an ancient breath; pressing in remembrance of the paradise my soul left.

I have to get back to my oasis, back to it’s luscious habitat, back to where God showed me the course of my tracks,

Before I departed from him, living a life separated from the Christ with-in.

I have to get back to paradise, back too my throne,

back to…,

back to the place that I once called home;

I have too…!

Get back….

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