Monday, April 26, 2010

for you

It's no wonder when the skies turn to the thunder it's your way of saying it's time to surrender. Stubborn ways never pay at the end of the night I pray that you'll stay. You assist in my awakening, everything is so real and yet too much to feel. If I can make this move into the next realm I'll feel how you touch me but to venture too close takes the mystery off the ways in which you seem to bless me at every corner.

You flow through me like the sand to the sea and for thee I give you me. Others can't see that glory that u posses. But in due time they will know there are no others above the rest. I speak with my heart open ready to partake in this current blessing, but everyday is a blessing, so no need in stressing. I use to think why me? why her? why now? I won't lie I doubt. But all it takes is a simple brush of wind to know that you still and forever will exist.