Simple thoughts on complicated days,
Deep meditation with third eye rage,
Glaring down into my soul,
Those words spoken over me long ago,
Simple glances into a never ending maze,
Puzzles of thoughts guiding the way,
Those scars held deep for no one to see,
Unknowing it is revealing my destiny,
A whisper is breathed into my ear,
I snap out looking unprepared,
Continuing on with a routine day,
Not realizing what it is God had to say.
Chris Barbieri
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