Attend to thoughts and prompts that come my way!
That’s what I’ll do tomorrow (& tonight).
“Please help me God.” is all that I can say.
Then use the help he gives, that comes alright.
And His spirit, or breath helps me to want
to also say a “Thank you” for what aid
is given and received. No special font
makes it acceptable. I’m unafraid.
I know you seek for more than what’s achieved
by any means, technologies, or likes.
You look for attitudes and what’s believed
or trusted in. My God, you love what hikes
us on, & up, so that together we
enjoy the journey as we move along
and interact together so we be
like friends who sing together some great song.
Which they make up from countryside they pass
embedded with their stories gathered in
and manufactured by the journey’s fast
& slow bits, that’s how things have always been.
“Attend to thoughts and prompts that come my way..”
my path, the journey, & the track we take.
“The point is not the path”, I want to say,
“just static, standing there, without an ache.
The point is in the journey's taken on it, and friendships grown as movement is embraced,
and celebrated. God, when you’re on it
our journey’s holy points are faced & traced.”
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