Today, I don't have much to say. I haven't felt encouraged or even encouraging. I don't know, maybe its the pandemonia surrounding the pandemic or if its just the way the world feels today.
I took some time to write a poem, to God or about Him, I don't know how to describe it. anyways. just let me know how you feel in the comments...
It's this ever intense moment where air becomes sky and heaven touches feet as if nothing is present but you and I, King.
In a world where I am capitalized and you are left in lowercase, I am merely nothing at your feet and content dwelling in your shadow. Behind you, I'm at peace.
Lost and found at the same time.
Kissing scripture to memorize words you speak like Zora Neale learning and remembering Langston Hughes. Worship and adoration aint my occupations, i don't need compensation to be infatuated with you.
Moons alert giants to labor and all i do is rest in you, your hands being my solace, I delight in you. You are my rhyme, beat, scheme, and muse and I am merely nothing at your feet and content dwelling in your shadow behind you im at peace.
Sullen in iniquity, I cleanse myself in you, I cloak myself in your rightful righteousness, my design was to hide in you.
Frozen in stuck and broken, You taught me how to mend myself.
Open with no enclosure you taught me to disclose myself and with your edification
I became integrity.
Trees quiet the air around them lulling the world to ease and calm, light trades work for slumber, night becomes our resolve. I reside in the warmth of your embrace
I lay open to you hoping that when I took this chance that maybe You would accept me for the mess I have become. Accidentally, with you, I come undone. I left traces of my scent within the confines of your favor and in the sun, I became myself within your splendor naturally.
But every imperfection I donned, you called beautiful. Every dimple and crevice you called yours and if it's all the same to you, you were mine. Something I didn't have to share that loved me, even for the mess I had become and how undone I was.
I am merely nothing at your feet and content dwelling in your shadow. Behind you, I'm at peace