a soothing rainfall in
summer. the soul labours
and desperately yearn for
it. unfortunately, it is
I want to be able to say;
”T’was thy satisfaction I lived.
T’was your glory I lived”
This is what I rehearse every day
on this pilgrim path.
Because this is what
I want to evoke when I stand before you.
The true essence of life is to be satisfied and grounded by the satisfaction of God, as a true custodian of heavenly policies
For my orientation, I chased after embers in fading skies. I became a slave to the noise within my own heart when the music distorted. when the applause faded into thin air.
I was taught;
”thunderous applause is your crown of victory. It is your validation of exustence”
So I lived, every day;
Aching for the ovations, the endorsement, the approval, and the acceptance of mortals, to validate my significance
Who hates the rain when it is wild and agreeable to the soul’s desires? No one!
Sadly, it’s not lasting. I won’t succumb to it. Deep inside the walls of our own souls, the unfading handwriting is clear; ”YOU ARE WHAT I ADORE.”
This benevolence is unloaded, so we travel with empty bags; the applause of men