sometimes they’re the same

i watched them from a balcony two ravens doing the dance squabble, maybe, or love sometimes they’re the same

Doppelgänger Soul

a soul within a soul shadows all of us don’t be fooled by your doppelgänger tricking you into an ego-lingering acrobatic act you’ve one authentic soul keep that one in check your soul is one to unfold run with it as if it were gold

Inveterate

Inveterate adoration keeps me coming to you, oh lord It’s your words of love that first drew me to you Inveterately, I stay with you as a best friend You permeate my being osmotically with infusion of your spirit reviving me to endlessly live life in your bountiful goodness Your love embellishment imbues me to

Alit upon a Tree

Beckoning me from my bed The bird sings a love song She sings of life upon a land, free and brave My beloved Cajun prairie Oh, prairie, love of mine I delight in your land sublime Inherited from forefathers with plenty of free-flowing water My life sustaining land With toes placed upon that land Gripping

One greater than she

Soleil shined bright through the darkest hours of her life. Her life filled with warmth and a glow of whimsical happiness through days filled with the heaviness of fog so thick she was saturated with its wet, heavy blanket. Soleil had lived through the trials of emotional non-homeostasis, debilitating mental challenges that often sent her

greater than myself

naysayers say it can’t be done i disagree slay those dragons fight those demons put on the armor of the man, jesus just to say he’s my stay without him i’m lost, tossed upon billowing seas he’s my stand so very grand not your everyday christian preferring ‘Jesus freak’ without him I’m loose sand just

You’re the Friend I Meet Each Day

Light upon my soul Oh healing lover of my soul Alight upon me with your heart Balm for my soul It’s you I’ve always wanted It’s you I’ve always needed Without your love I’m just an old man cast aside You make me somebody Always by my side No longer lonely My shadow you make

elucidating darkness

a light shimmers at the gloaming elucidating darkness must be the Father a light of hope and love

les petites betailles

Bare feet touch the coolness of the prairie ground dirt, balm for the soul living rich, les petites betailles, tiny animals, scurry about human, mammoth feet, a danger, move gingerly

restored vision

fog burns off vision restored seeing more intelligibly