Define.

Define the moment: Is this a truism you speak of?

Would your mind and heart correlate if I stepped forward?

Would my words frighten your shrouded mind if they stepped outside in the open?

What motion would it take to bring you satisfaction?

Is this what you need or what needs to be done for the good?

Would your drive for pursuing be a tepid emotion not yet completed?

If the winds blew open your shudders would you be naked in the light of your wrong interpretation?

Would you ever dare to cover yourself with the clothes of realization?

For you to see the relish for passion?

You would ask the questions for rationalism?

Would you even see the sprout of reason?

As it grow above your head and down your spine,

Would you, would you?



Define the feeling: Is it a burning desire to fill or be full?

Do you want to embellish yourself with the feeling of hope?

To show in the patterns of ink, the tears from your heart?

Is this picture from your mind concealed within a callous hooded robe?

Will it not open up and absorb the assurance of God in its veins?

If the words were spoken would it be that much easier to listen wholeheartedly?

If my underlying skin chose to be cut by your compassionate knife would it bleed contentment in a new respect?

Would our opposed winds cease and blow in one direction as one current?

Would a promise be God’s everlasting or a worldly disappointment?

If your care moves over my shadow could it encompass me with a blanket of eternal duration?

As you and I grow warm in the love of God,

As it sparks our spines and aligns them in coordinates for both our lives.

Would it happen? Would it happen?



Define reality: Is my visualization too off route?

Are my suggestions not even relevant to your feeling?

Am I just showing immense signs of uneasiness?

Shall I not be concerned with the matter that’s elevated in the extremity of my mind?

If I can be without this loose set signal why does it consume my thoughts without benevolence?

If I shed tears and break layers of Godly reasons, why would it not be something to scrutinize for certainty?

Could you see like I see with eyes sealed?

While we let God take us over mountains and ocean bodies.

Feeling the gentle hand engulf us and clench together our interconnected spines.

Would it stay? Would it stay?



Define yourself.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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