Beckoning

a wrecking daring taught bestowed my weariness a covenant catering to the boundary of self why I'd become more open to resolve life's issues abundantly simply through a passing fancy cleverly orchestrated why rehearsed over and over again while I'd gravely except a single faint hue as a quaint challenge flowing as a beacon light edifying a sheer witnessing on the pondering whims that gathered beyond st john paul's passages of meaningful messages hidden explored graphically in stone