Grace

Tears must have begun to fall down, but God fixed his crown.
Do you see God and his quick hands, in the midst of the crowd?

Like honey, hot sauce, oil and vinegar, you know the right mixture to concur our fears.
Grace has been given throughout the years….

Real Men Don’t Play

Real men don’t play when developing a cognitive dissonance. Television and exaggerated theater major’s have successfully reprogrammed our minds to adapt and normalize the challenges of problem solving.

Rush

Time is heavy and light. Invisible and visible to the eye.
Relationships were made for time, as time came first marking the beginning of time.
How do we utilize our time? Is it well spent or have we imagined it all?

Gone, Lost and Out of Touch

Circumstantially blind, still searching for entry to the other side.

Attached to the scent of the Devine feminine womb, you can’t re-enter mines, longing to be reborn through time.

They think I’m a lost little kitten, who’s lost her mittens, beaten by the wind, but that’s a BigContradiction to what their actually seeing.

I’m a physician not a magic magician, my head is sound and I’ve always been anchored to the ground.