sitting back listening to my favorite grooves by The Roots I fell into insperation and wrote this…

AT DAYS END

By LIMITLESS

 

The formal way

Of courses lay upon muddy ground directed by ruts

 To

A poverty mindset

 But I,

 Course correct

 Looking up to see the guide to the new

 The same view of lost ships set a drift

Moon-shines, stars reach with a light hand, & morning intrudes on it all 

My heart calls

Too new ways of thought finding self-resting in wealth more than monetary

Values of truth speak magnitudes upon the ears of the youth

At

Hearts closing I find the rose of life still growing

 Into perfection with every lesson

Still hoping for a passing grade

When my soul is examined

At

The end of days promised….  

There is a place in the absence of sound where we are met with a most peculiar opportunity for self evaluation & self discovery. This is…

Moments of Silence
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

A moment of silence the calm before the storm, the space between abstract & norm, the void betwixt the breaths of anxieties pulse, the lull in time & space where the whispers of the sub-conscience congregate. A moment of silence taken to grieve; A moment to ponder on what one believes. The place where God holds the courts of truth, the moment where one reflex on the time as a youth.

A moment of silence a moment of peace the moment where all cares fall as an autumn leaf. A moment in the beauty of harmonious serenity; the place where one finds an undefined ability to overcome all odds.

A moment when one takes time to search the depths of the soul. The silent moments where inspiration voices its commands bringing life to plan. A moment of silence where tears are gathered in memories time capsule, emotions boxed in silent castles, refusing to be announced.

It is said that “silence is golden”, if that be the case, let us take a moment to discover the many treasures Silence is holden….

This poem came after the reveling open heart surgery God preformed during the latest Together Ministry; Much was revealed to me as a husband, things I never considered, things I’ ve grown to take for granted in my marriage; so I wrote this poem as my official apology to my wife, I love you sweetheart, & I apologize…

I Didn’t Know

Edward Taylor III

I didn’t know how my ravenous lust would put you in a rush to lend your heart & loan your trust.

I didn’t know that the promise of that day would put you under a curse called ” The Christian Wife of Today”.

I didn’t know how I took you for granted forcing you to obey a husbands harsh commandments.

I didn’t know that the ring would cause a sting from the nine tailed whip my tongue could fling, putting you in slave bondage when your supposed to be my queen;

I didn’t know how far I fell when I failed to source you love; I didn’t know that I would be the cause for your eyelid waterfalls.

I didn’t know that I was the one who was supposed to fill your emotional tank, instead of attending to you I took my seat & commenced to drink, watching NFL highlights, while missing the key to my life…

So I wrote this to apologize, please let MY hand wipe away the tears from your eye’s,

Let me be your king who commands the Oceans to relinquish their pearls to you,

Let me be the man who satisfies your inner girl;

Please let me repay you for the time you’ve lost.

I repent to you & accuse myself, because, without you my good is lost & my favor meets death;

So I ask for your forgiveness with a sincere & sorrowful breath–

Please forgive me my wife…,

I Didn’t Know….

This poem was inspired by the powerful healing ministry my marriage is exposed to. I’m thankful that I’m blessed to say my wife & I are stronger than ever. I’m open with this poem because it’s my hope that it will spark a fire in those who read this, and in those who share with me the same desire for a successful marriage . – Edward T.