As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
From the desk of my favorite poet, who no longer writes as Inspired as before.
I chased the wind and begged the breeze
For the treasures of God's store
The gusts of care upon breath of air
A zephyr prayer from sunset shore
Will a dawn arise to the skies
To light a darkest day
The cast of crowd the line of silver cloud
The poor with you with me, the more to do to see
A Breath of Life on the pathway
From zephyr shores to pray all the more
To exhale dreams upon a sky
There in rainbow helm of promise realm
I chased a wind to question why
A thank you for who it is meant.