In the way

I It’s like dustAnd our age,The sour smellBut benefits of sage…Or the healingWithin the spring-To only breakWith winter’s swing…It’s like the rageOf a perfect stormWhipping the pageAnd breaking the norm…It’s like marriageStrong and true-Only to breakBefore you knew…It’s like the screamAfter the cry-No matter the effort,Ours are or my…And it’s utteringYour greatest fearYes a laughBefore … Continue reading In the way

Tired

Find more tears

For being lostWho is to know?With so many forksWhere to go?And with every stepTiredness creepsBeyond the breathFaded heart beats.And the breakIn only thingsNot in forgivenessOr human beings.Just so tiredWith no way to sleepSo begs one more tearFor the Lord to keep.