could only be replaced with the zeal of God,
soft satin swirls of heroin sweetly zapped my anxiety,
that despair I now replenish through a loving Jesus,
who allows me to embrace a full spectrum naturally sound,
I once absorbed my reality and filtered it like a gypsy clown,
now this confident peace owns me,
I desire to converse with God constantly,
in simplicity he continuously reigns beautifully surreal.
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