Monday, November 21, 2016

treasures of God's store

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.