Come Unto Me

A dozen different faces and more appearing out of nowhere These past few months as somewhat intriguing, their possibilities ? I myself stumbling through another fall yet always the same season it seems Brushed the canvas blue in dreams; a world which died inside these eyes.... Surreal their sight and years gone by with broken wings about empty streets Asking her what she believed as for Christ Jesus ? Quoting some words from His Majesty, unto Martha and Philip while referring amid this, Heaven's Messiah ? Suddenly she turned an image in circling emotions; weeks afore gentle as meek Faithful then out of nowhere irritable pointing her finger anger a voice discerning Spirit's they say and she unto me revealing dark fangs, while I walked away.... Lingering this statement that all her daughters are beautiful as also her sons Something about New York, and that she could read between these lines of mine ? Taking myself back into the crowds new masque so to speak an unknown man Calling me beautiful as I passed and there she was with he; thinking how odd While the young homeless girl arrived late one night, carrying a worn bible Sharing that she was borne with a love for others as herself; I could empathize.... Surrounded by this new found stream schizophrenics ? An Angel bright light; saying.