self reflections

The life we live and see is a reflection of self

Every experience we feel comes from the time we spend

Knelt, tighten up like a belt.

The things done in the dark are the images we hold

To be true in our hearts, the wickedness penetrates

Like a dart through the dark bringing in the light

Despite our lives that hides within or skin waiting to extend

Into everything in front of the Thorne we will sing.

Until heaven and earth ring.

Reaping what we sow the light turns dim or it grows

Individuals like flakes off snow unfold into the snow

Within the fold of Israel is ideal.

If I could take a pill to instill more of him and less of me

Over coming the first sin of Adam man is made from atoms;

Infinite speaking spirits talking only for the chosen church to hear it.

The moon reflects the like from the Sun

Collecting rays like my income; running in place while the earth spins

Alone in space and time, seems like life is sour as limes.

But it really a reflection of self, and every experience we feel comes

From the time we spend being knelt. So tighten up like a belt.

Blackhemmingway 2014©