12-28-15
True's p.o.v
In heavenly places
of endless wide open
spaces, there are no
traces of abuse. The
joy of breathing, its
a wonderful life. Trapped
in a life changing moment
of pleasure, there is no
need for a tissue. Every
delicate and difficult issue
underneath the sun doesn't
matter anymore. Love is
the movement, a cure for
my broken heart and shaken
faith. God uses joy as a way
to nurture my unhappy state
of mind. Tiny pieces of heaven
fall down to earth drawing me
even more closer to my destiny.
I have come to realize that my
body is an instrument of the lord
and I answer to the call of duty
like a soldier. Making poems out
of lemons, God's words flow out
of my mouth as easily as blood.
The bible is my soul food that
makes me to feel good about
myself time after time. The joy of
breathing, its a wonderful life. Just by
breathing, my existence has made a huge
impact on the world.