Friday, January 24, 2014

Trying - End Times 10

The wind is bitter.

Shakes the house with a roar.

But I’m trying.


To bend like the willow.

Fall like the leaf

Blown by the breath of God.


Let the winds take me.

Places I’ve never thought of.

Left alone dreamt of.


The wind is bitter.

It courses through my veins.

Howling like Ginsberg.


Shaking the foundations of it all.

Until all that remains is the soul.

Laid bare upon the table.


These are the winds of change.

The choices that change a life’s path.

Or confirm the path already taken.


The wind is bitter.

The path unknown.

But I’m trying Lord, I’m trying.


K.J.K. – 1/24/2014