Wisdom pulls wisdom out of obscure places.
They are running on empty.
A bud light.
The ear smells before the tongue can taste.
A powerful frame of reference.
Spiritual botox.
Low ways resists the High ways.
Foot and soot soldier.
The original Frosted Flakes.
Fierce tears.
A failed spark
Seems still dark
Felt as stark
The closet I park
Do I read Mark?
Do I sing or bark?
Is it open, the door of the arc?
Am I drowning in good standing?
I’m doing what your commanding.
My feet are landing
Understanding is expanding
Thought it was a plan
Instead it was a Man
I was about to run
Until I heard son.
Hoping tills coping skills.
If the dark shows our heart
Where then do I start?
Is a question an important part?
Is Truth what mends or tears apart?
Is a question the horse before the cart?
I’m thinking now no question.
I’m feeling now no thinking
I’m seeing now no feeling
My prayer just rose above the ceiling.
I’m now steel into the knight.
Short-term action within longterm thinking.