Friday, October 29, 2021

Bless The Soul

 

rubber bullets, metallic vests, hard to remain, as something unseen. harder to make soup, built in humility, the soul chases itself. a tendency made opposite, so invested, it becomes inversion. silent days, opalescent nights, a bucolic region. trees on high. leaves like life—so brief, so quick, against a fence. framed in essence, a gift in blessings, moving with a sluggish urge. if to feel like others, if to experience others, it might be heavy.

sunshine for kids, corruption for others, or whatever is made by soul.

what have we—more experience—less facts?

life inside, different than mediocrity, many upset over energy and perceptions; shot a blessing, received a blessing, prayed, went low, devotional atmosphere.

I do it in Christ, others in something different, I inherited it from family. many are powerful, owning skills, quick to evoke healing. the skies are foreign, the faces of spirits, trying to build for the orphans. rereading, studying closer, reaping where it was first missed.

many move madness, sunk in air, floating at times. the march in waves, pushing through graves, a slave of something inherent.

trying to get closer, to pure soul, so much a moving miracle—listening to science, aching in response, trying to figure out a solution.

more inherited, claiming individuality, fretting complication.

by a compulsion to unchain, by the wealth of souls, reknitting, trying for a perfect quilt.     

PS.

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