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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required If you do the opposite of what God tells you, are you listening to you? And if you do what God tells you, aren't you listening to you? Just a question that made my head spin. No answer needed, but a confirmation proceeded. The dichotomy of Him and I have been so opposed at coming together that I failed to develop inner intimacy. When I speak I don't recognize me. Confused by them and their interpretation of Him has me arguing with self. Small voices being drowned by the drums of this world. I might dance, but it's not my music that I hear. Their lyrics has me asking, "Lord, are You there?" I try to settle this Q and A, based off what others say but I know there is no separation between You and I. I speak and You listen. You make what I say happen. But in this backwards world We got turn around. I've learned through the years that silence is significant because every word matters. I'm the mouth and You are an omnipotent ear. Yeah, words should be feared. I have the potential to be in the exact same place I was before because I didn't recognize how You have empowered me. Careless words lead to careless whispers and You're left trying to uplift a man struggling to understand. I guess not knowing You is the greatest sin. Is it possible to put too much on You, and not enough in me? In my head I heard a voice say, "Shall We proceed down this road of infinite intimacy?" Always a question. Never an answer. A searing sunset pierces the horizon while two indistinct shadows migrate down a narrow road. This side of eternity we're witnessing the oncoming of night as our figures grow smaller each step we take. And when we're nothing more than an inkling painted against history's afterthoughts another star will ignite. There's no separation between what You and I can conceive. At least that's how I see it in my mind's eye.
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