Temples line the horizon,
As Mother reaches forward...
It is difficult for me to measure time.
For it is a part of this imperfect place...
I think to myself over in vain
Is this truly a world God made...
"This is the day which the Lord hath made we...
Through fingers sifting grains of sand...
Many don't understand me
And my religion...
Sometimes God breaks our spirit
to save our soul...
Hello God!
Hello...
There comes in the night
a certain sense of surreal euphoria...
I Wonder... (Huitain)
Huitain has 8 lines. Each line has 8 syllables...
I kneel ashamed before the throne as once again I...
Knowing well what will be shown and what the Lord...
I am Your warrior
Standing firm in Your spirit...
Around the time he came
I was lost...