Contemplation

in poem •  7 years ago 

Back at it again.

Brooding I should give into the trance & head down the road less traveled.

To seeking the actual idea of joy.

A real Pursuit of Happiness.

So I can convulse the mind of strangers to the point of intrigue.

As I wrestle with the heckled

I continue to grow in comfort.

Why is it so conflicting?

To grow & know the gospel though fully commit.

I fear no man but God yet where is the vision?

Dreamin like a King with the mindset of an immortal.

Let's try to leave no stone unturned as we go yonder.

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