Poetry...maybe...hmm...

Old stuff:

So, I think this is going to turn into a poetry journal, which means it may end up password protected cuz I think most of my poetry sux. We'll see. But, without further ado...


Be

I have the need to be
me, someone, somebody
almost someone's all
Yet someone else is what
I sometimes want.

I have the need to do
my thing, my way
In Jesus of course
Can't do it without
Nor do I ever want to.

But who is me?
I, myself, methinks
God's child
One of his many blessings
In this sea of earth souls.

So show me me
Who I am supposed to be
Lord give me my path
And let my soul fly
free-ly
To do your will
Talk your talk, walk your walk
Get my fill
And serve my purpose
In your kingdom, forever
Being.
~ 18 July 05