Yet to Be

 Yet to Be

And I... tend to think the planets gravitate around me

Perhaps another figment of mind.. mine sleeps soundly

As the mouse ducks the trap and learns from his surroundings

I devise these raps just to twirl and confound thee..

As a puzzle piece would, i grew up near woods whispy

Toarching grass with fire homing in on what is mystery

I was cruxcified and discovered full of envy

Snakes thats full of venom I would tell em "come and get me"

Quick release the groans and pangs, I'm well learned from these growing pains,

But still some miles yet to prove, that what I've gained I'll never lose

A mountain spans ahead of me

Do I deny making the climb?

I question parts of my design,

And feel I might be wasting time

So then I sigh, retreat and breath

A misfit that is set to lead

I feel it in the winds and trees

Becoming what I've yet to be 

Rejoining what is still unknown

A fever pitch that conquers clones

The list grows subtle, on and on

Out past the dusk, inside the dawn

I'll close the gap, my legs are long

I'll reach the peak consumed in fog

For what awaits I've yet to see

In all that I have yet to be.

YUP

 tongue tied, speechless, or possibly impaired. Down in my luck like I can't make a pair. I can't resort to rhyming any longer.

There is a mist in the valley tonight, from the airplanes overhead, they travel from a-b, x-z. Even with these overcast skies I wish it would rain. The plants here are extremely hardy. They go for weeks without much water. I know they can function, but wonder.. can they still grow?

I often think to myself about a brilliant mind.. what is it's purpose in a room of minds that have plateaued? Drug down deep by cruelty and false hope. Maybe it is an ivory tower intellect just needing some stimulation.

The mind links with the heart and there is harmony, if one strays too far forward and the other lags behind, we face more difficulty. We get caught up, we lose our abilities. I like to believe there is as much room for harmony and expansion in our mind that there is for chaos and misery.

Like the planes above, ideas float over many a head, many don't look up to see the night sky reveal itself, even in the plane, windows are drawn close for a rest or sleep. Such is the world and my woven perception. For now, we slumber. Turning my eyes to the sky, my mind to the heart, and my heart towards the eyes of creation; I see and sense much farther. I realize obstacles are consistently placed in life, and if we consider our best, consistently overcome.

Some lines in life take more time, even for the most skilled, after all age bites at our feet and can also bring a downfall from our prime and peak. Don't let anything consume you. Don't allow fear to be seated at the right hand of your conscience. Often, allow space for solutions and for processing, let things work themselves out. Take action when a decision is clear. Don't just think of what constitutes you, but live what constitutes you. Everyday we make and break the mold of days prior. If we are lucky an opportunity lies in the hour.

Deep down, we are bright.

Deep down, we are broad.

Like daylight strikes through the pane of glass

May we be stricken by something much greater than ourselves

May who we are, and what we are meant to be

Be revealed in the light of G-O-D

Diary

 Some have all possible resources but are not inclined to service. Many spoil in the lap of luxury. 

Others have little, so very little, yet have purpose, humility, and gratitude. 

It seems a willingness to suffer from lack can open our eyes to some invaluable things.

It seems to me ones misfortunes, pains, and shortcomings in life can be the soil to bloom from, or simply the quicksand that takes us under.

Is it all character and personal choice?

I don't believe it is at all..

More than anything life is a roulette wheel

We place bets on what we believe will yield results...

Enough trial and error can help us step away from stacked games.. perhaps into true belief.

I am so grateful for how God has influenced my life.

Although I may experience drought, loss, and lack

I believe he has planted me in the richest of soil

Through strife and strike I am coming back unto life eternal.

It is here, "We have everything we need" 

Growing Pains

Stability in motion,

No choice but to respect it

We are not sworn enemies, 

but bearers of perspective 

Inching towards an exit, 

endings mark beginnings

Skin is scarred, the flesh be starved, 

but heart still bears a message

No matter what I go through, 

the creeks of shit I row through

The throws and gains, the pangs of shame, 

the victory I hold to

Seeing that it holds true, 

In spite of plans that fall through

I fan the flame and further cause,

Towards destiny immortal

Art infused with threads of life,

Crossing borders through the night 

I'm not always running, 

just needed to say something

Mentality tribal minimizing tribulations

Mimicing the majesty, 

the fact we are adjacent

Neighbors knowing networks, 

knowers of our net worth

The chords are strummed and rarely cut,

Even during disasters

Such a sign of frailty, 

so I up and use my voice 

In growing pains, the growing shade,

Can breed a lack of choice

But know your boy deliberate, 

and shuns the insignificant

Wearing cross insignias, 

pen pushes for deliverance

The purple mountain majesty, 

the stars and stripes comraddery

The pride it takes, accept mistake, 

a merit to our odyssey 

I shake hands firm and properly,

But not Mr. Monopoly's

Believable because its true,

Reciprocated stern and cool 

To many men of diffrent crews,

Status, shapes, and apptitudes

Could it be what I've been through?

The changes in my energy?

The growing pains have sharpened faith,

To work towards greater unity

Thus I sense congruency,

To motivate the you in me

Results, insults are set aside

For everything thats true in we