Great highlights in a beautiful horizon, big and great I’m smiling when seeing possibilities flirt, sweet teases, but how will I arrive, application I seek it hides
Bullet point excitement forgetting in-between, real-life yeah hands-on work direct action focused red beams, God I’m so scattered, lumps in the thick of it you know I feel ignorant highly ridiculous
He that observeth the wind shall not sow, and he that regardeth the clouds shall not reap, God am I always lost in sleep, off-road without a jeep, blowing a horn but no beep, big ideas with an enormous trash heap
One of my fears is watching life wind down without progress, feeling like a cloud promising rain unfortunately double-minded, stained, living life in a room of nothingness until death, given every tool but ran out of breath
My bullet points hot, in-between, a mystery dilemma enigma mixed on simmer, shimmering sparkling glimmers, wish I’d stop being a skimmer and read deep, so many volumes yet I stay silent when I should speak.
I cry out to you Jehovah, my worries a steamroller clashing crashing shoulder to shoulder, may it be your will to respond with knowledge and understanding, please bless me with your wisdom may it bloom learning ever-expanding.