Boundless Joy

 Oh what joy!

It bubbles from deep within and rises up, overflowing the banks of my being. 

I can't even explain it. 

Don't ask me why, because there isn't. 

Don't ask me what,  because I can't tag it to one thing.

Don't look at me like I'm crazy, even though I myself wonder if I am.


Oh what joy!

I have grown. 

And I can't even begin to tell what I ate or who I spoke with because its a truckload of people and experiences. 

Not just one thing. NO. 

Look at me. I can shout from the rooftops "there isn't any harlot here, buddy!"

You can sit around waiting for the harlot you saw yesteryear 

And forget to ask yourself what a respectable man like you is looking for in a whorehouse.

Oh, but that's not my focus today. 

The light is on me.

The light is in me.

I am the light. 

All the colours converge into me.

I know who I am now.


I see.

I see me.

I see you.

Oh I see now the colours of the spectrum and the shades in between, unnamed, even unseen.

I see them all.

I live each day, each shade, each strand, each spirit...

I breathe each moment

Grateful for wisdom, counsel and might...and other strands combined. The sturdiness of the stand is what makes me that Light.

Oh how do I explain that I see the colours of joy?

Look at me as I am becoming Him.


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