Friday, December 31, 2010

I Like To Be By Myself

I stand on the banks of isolation
There is a world out there
There is a coalescence of spirit
That I have been deprived of
Strangely making the alone mine
I have become strong
I would have thought deprivation
Would have spelled the end

The clouds and God conspire
To keep me alive
I can feel death's angel
Checking his list for my name
As he passes me by
I can feel his chagrin
I look to the heavens
And say soon enough

I spread my leaves
I scoop the waters of heaven
I drink with ravenous thirst
God wants me to stay alive
The nurture is for me
But why lord
Why me
"Because you do my business"

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