by Nicole 12/12/12
early morning.
the dew sets to remind you of freshness
found firmly in the newness of sunrise
ha, the trees stand by burning with sunlight hitting them
while the wind’s calming.
nature ’tis a beautiful animal of sorts
appearing thin…
when the choice comes greatly without warning
a poet’s flowing theme
floating down, downstream
leaves flee, boats anchor deep
fish sink in the murkiness
commas, periods, all calling from within to the exclamation!
coming to damnation
a culmination or a climax of choosing the thing
when becomes the juxtaposition at a glance, fancy the dance!
appearing here now sits Deity – Jesus at the right hand of God
repent daily
forgive yourself too, often reading the Word of Truth
developing lovely wisdom, craving understanding!
never turning back a must or rust
justice coming . . . Amen.