Simple white blinks

     Words. Lights. All get stuck and lost in some sort
of twisted wire. Chords upon cords are strung. Hoping
by some sort of conclusion all fall right where it
needs to be.

     No more assumptions of who I am or where you
think I belong. Jehovah knows me. Jehovah will help
me open to who I am.

     Oh how more and more the simplicity is being
distorted into complex. Why do some feel the
necessity of that? Oh why bother asking when
understanding may be on an entire different variable?

     Laying here I do know soon my eyes will close for
the midnight oiled sky. Sparkling blues will absorb
the dim lights. Allowing ourselves the means to
cope, Jehovah is listening.

     One day at a time. Each moment more treasured
than that of the past. Allow me one moment onto press
the fall tickles to radiate throughout my soul. One
by one the calls are left crying.

      One, yes one, moment escape and I inquire on
your health. Hmm. Please let me have this one
time to follow you with my eyes. To listen with your
own set of good rulings.

     Now everything is coming different an yet
so much is exactly the same. Twists and turns.
Writing to compelete the race. The runs begin in
a challenging form but ends with overwhelming
joy.

   Ah now I have given way to several nod offs. Yes
indeed so many times sleep tried to pull me. More
so now than ten minutes ago.

   So dear friend rest. Look forward to all things.
Hmm so here I say sweet dreams. Thoughts. Hopes.
Dreams. Prayer.

  Somewhere in there I am sleeping cozy. Care to
join in the joy of simple resting?