Musings

I admitted to boredom
And then she wept
I asked why
And
She reminded me
Beat by beat
That I never
Used to be able
To experience boredom


She reminded me
That I’ve grown silent
My words now evaporate like snow in humidity
Like ice melts on summer day…
Almost nonexistent


In hopes to rehabilitate
And awaken me…


SHE
Grabbed a pen
And told me to write
And in that moment
I remembered why…
Her love could close wounds
Open doors
Awaken souls
And drive away evil forces…
I remembered why her touch was of God
Her stamina out of this world…


She’s the Cause & the Cure
Funny how she can see into ME
Yet within herself… She’s baffled by that lack of recognition…


We all NEED that LOVE
That can see all of YOU
To help you REBUILD
…

(I’m searching for a way to wrap this up… To Be Continued, at least I started)