Things promised to the meek
Those who seek your face Lord are closer to you...
Every morning when I rise
I feel His grace and mercy pouring down...
A donkey was I
Tied to a post, no hope, just pie in the sky...
(person praying)
Dear God...
Why was I born?
I was born to be like thee Lord; I was born to be...
Allow me to push you forward,
push me back...
Decay the way i knew i would
these changes come so fast...
Rocks so sharp,
The side is steep...
I am walking through the harvest
every day, same time...
Carelessly striding along the dew before dawn,
Breathing colors streaking by underneath morning...
Internal Dialogue -the auditory conversation...
Part of your quiet sub-conscience convincing you...
Dark
It's so dark...