My simple journey
Then just as resignation holds onto me I find myself giggling with the freedom. The laughter finds ways to pull, to draw me out of those solo, degrading moments. Soon the the mind will overflow with the joyous reminders of light inside of life. Laughter will echo throughout the soul and surround the stale air.
Kindness in remembering just how simple the journey is of thanking Jehovah for all that is given, shown. So clear of the emotions. Wondrous are the unveiled views of pure and simple bits of life. So gentle are the hugs of the stars and the fireflies in sight.
A sigh falls out of my lungs, breaking the silence of the quiet, eeire moment with a huge smirk. Indeed the joy of the mind and spirit await for their soaring moment in time. Seeking my patience with a soft, warm hello. Just a kind gesture you would not notice if you saw it before you.
All that is needed for me now is the grand push. The turbulent shakes that erupt love everywhere. Allowing it to develop and show me how to endure throughout time, with or without you. Indeed grandness is there. The lessons I am partaking in.
I did not know that it was possible for me, this time, to be able to live without nor wonder if the importance of my life meant anything. And now I understand that this is PART of my journey with Jehovah. He has given me the clock, ticking away, to show me I am capable of living every second of those sixty minutes for the rest of my life, solitary.
Here I am standing, breathing hard and listening to the grinding ticks. A glowing hunger emerges. Vibrating strongly and ravenously. Certainly I am ready to unleash the joy. The eeire calm that can unbind the spirit from layers of hurt, pain and negativity.
Had I recognized that the details Jehovah was showering over me, so fine that I didn't take note of the grains of sand within my soul. Yet here I am, now, standing with the brilliance of the outline. The decadence of his teachings and love of me. I should have been vivid in my sights and yet I was still looking for the darkest parts. Forgetting that of the light within those days.
So simple it seems to now fill in the puzzle, once again, piece by piece. Correct. With smiles, laughter, joy and the radiance of me. So much love has been given, showing that the quakes in life don't serve as knives to severe but it is there to bring me closer to the levels that are shifting, adjusting to the newly acquired loved ones. Oh how clever Jehovah is.
Just that pure, warm extraction that I just didn't see passed the worldly gloom. No longer is my life in stages of enduring in darkened solo moments but I open to the performances that bring joy to my fellow mates just as it is needed. I understand now that just opening tidbits about me to you, you can finally begin to understand the rapture I gain from helping my family, from giving to my loved ones.
Ah just a tender slice of who I really am. The piece of the detailed, intricate web of life. I stand happy. Clearly I am where I need to be. So my violet blues turn to soft gray baby blues. I am so grateful for this tiny secret smile I cling to. One more day I get to be a part of a family. A sibling to many so they can experience who I am.
Kindness in remembering just how simple the journey is of thanking Jehovah for all that is given, shown. So clear of the emotions. Wondrous are the unveiled views of pure and simple bits of life. So gentle are the hugs of the stars and the fireflies in sight.
A sigh falls out of my lungs, breaking the silence of the quiet, eeire moment with a huge smirk. Indeed the joy of the mind and spirit await for their soaring moment in time. Seeking my patience with a soft, warm hello. Just a kind gesture you would not notice if you saw it before you.
All that is needed for me now is the grand push. The turbulent shakes that erupt love everywhere. Allowing it to develop and show me how to endure throughout time, with or without you. Indeed grandness is there. The lessons I am partaking in.
I did not know that it was possible for me, this time, to be able to live without nor wonder if the importance of my life meant anything. And now I understand that this is PART of my journey with Jehovah. He has given me the clock, ticking away, to show me I am capable of living every second of those sixty minutes for the rest of my life, solitary.
Here I am standing, breathing hard and listening to the grinding ticks. A glowing hunger emerges. Vibrating strongly and ravenously. Certainly I am ready to unleash the joy. The eeire calm that can unbind the spirit from layers of hurt, pain and negativity.
Had I recognized that the details Jehovah was showering over me, so fine that I didn't take note of the grains of sand within my soul. Yet here I am, now, standing with the brilliance of the outline. The decadence of his teachings and love of me. I should have been vivid in my sights and yet I was still looking for the darkest parts. Forgetting that of the light within those days.
So simple it seems to now fill in the puzzle, once again, piece by piece. Correct. With smiles, laughter, joy and the radiance of me. So much love has been given, showing that the quakes in life don't serve as knives to severe but it is there to bring me closer to the levels that are shifting, adjusting to the newly acquired loved ones. Oh how clever Jehovah is.
Just that pure, warm extraction that I just didn't see passed the worldly gloom. No longer is my life in stages of enduring in darkened solo moments but I open to the performances that bring joy to my fellow mates just as it is needed. I understand now that just opening tidbits about me to you, you can finally begin to understand the rapture I gain from helping my family, from giving to my loved ones.
Ah just a tender slice of who I really am. The piece of the detailed, intricate web of life. I stand happy. Clearly I am where I need to be. So my violet blues turn to soft gray baby blues. I am so grateful for this tiny secret smile I cling to. One more day I get to be a part of a family. A sibling to many so they can experience who I am.
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