Acknowledge

the sadness is,

built in.

locked away, perhaps but,

soaked through,

permeated permanently into,

my being.

the Lion King might shout,

‘He lives in me’,

look see that sparky frosted shaft of light,

Is true,

I now acknowledge.

still there is a path,

I walk alone, His words of wisdom,

absent

His strength and fierceness 

epicure’s of the mist

[grasping this reality & walk on]

father reach down and take my arm

let us walk together

this journey to complete 

He who knows the way

March 3rd 2020

Etches Penmen

The White House

I am not alone, I am not alone

He will go before me

I am not alone, I am not alone

He will go before me 

He will never leave me

(Kari Jobe)