my lord is always unflinchingly there
even when I fail myself and him he still continues
to guide me and care
love like that knows no real barriers or bounds
can you hear just how serious that unveiled statement
sounds
who but myself can I blemish or blame for this falling
of grace
in my head the answers and the questions revolve
around each other in some drug induced version of the
steeplechase
two near separate beings find themselves pitted against
each other like the turtle and the hare
for such speakable means I find I have a definite
flair
my life has so far been relatively simple
but even I know that relatively can be quite
complicated
I never thought I could come this far with my
poetry
Imagine where I'd be if I had so much as anticipated
I'm not sure if I write through GOD or if he writes
through me
Either way though I suppose that's how he wants it to
be
I'm lucky, I'm versatile enough that my subjects I
can easily pick and choose
like a painter where I use different levels of tone
in my words he combines atmosphere and emotion
through the use of various hues
so I could be titled 'Painter of Words' I suppose one
day
yes, I think that's how I would like to always be
remembered
in just that mentioned way.............
(written Aug 28,1991 am)