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I'M Feeling It: the Uncanny Motivation

The tingles of sudden sensation
Brings me to this uncanny motivation 

I’m so uncertain…
I’m a white curtain,
Stained with murky mistakes…
Mistakes I’ve made in the past…
It shakes me up to say this…
Not all memories last…alas, I’ve ran too fast…
But, I can’t run away from the Lord…
I hoarded this pain of insanity for many years
Some of the trials I just can’t afford
But, give me a few more tries…I promise I won’t reduce You to tears
I’m like David in the bible
Who committed adultery so easily…
I’m a horrid, insignificant label 
In this shocking society, a so-called vitality…
What is love when I see hate?
Love is from God, not Satan…oh wait, wisdom isn’t too late
To be earned…
As long as the wise don’t be burned
In the foolish flames of who-knows-what…
My eyes grow weary, but they aren’t shut…
Just…shut…it…
I see visions 
That aren’t at all legit
Unaccomplished…missions…
Sucks to be me right now, huh?
But. I’m feeling it, bruh…
I feel it…
Bit by bit…
I feel God intervening in me 
I feel God’s hands touch my own
I feel His branches sink into my roots 
I feel His waves of motions
I feel His spirit mellow my emotions
I need no medication to feel good
I need meditation and nature and His good food
I don’t need manmade delight
When…God intended me to have His light
Shining within me with all its bright might

I’m the 7th child of the Breidenthal family…
And I’m a DWB – 
Initials that represent my name truly, honestly…
I’ll be who I want to be
Maybe
A bee, 
Buzzing in the tree
Or…
A may bug
Under the rusty rug

Whatever I may be,
I’ll be in God’s care

But, one more thing – 
I’m mortal, not immortal…
I’m human, a young man…
I feel small when I should be tall…
I’m nothing and you’re my everything
I’m a Gem to God’s eye
Eye love U…
Eyes love U…
I see you, 
I like you 
I unsee you…
I love you…
Can’t stop till I drop…
On the floor of my one dear crop
The crop I call My Shell Shop
A shop I hoard with hope
Hope that’s found in the mind 
That many hasn’t found
Even though they have roamed on this Earth…
They may never know God the way I do…
Or so I think…
I think I’m in the brink of realization…
I begin to sink…
Recognizing mistakes isn’t bad – it’s how you see them in the long run…so tame the fires of frustration
Be calm and meek…
Put balm of bliss on your hands
 Seek first The White Throne of be-strong-not-weak
We are not two lands, but one land…
Understand we are not two,
But made to be one body as a whole
When you are feeling blue,
Always know that I’ll cool down the coal…
That’s been scorching up in your soul…
Of your everything that rings a bell 
A bell that is decorated oh so beautiful
I am a heaven and you are a hell
I can’t be with you, oh well…
But, you brought me out of my shell
Out of my comfort zone of alone
All along, I wasn’t on my own
But, with God near my side as well
Hell, wasn’t I under the spell
Of Satan for so long…?
I was, rather, in the wrong…
But…I learned to 
Forgive and let live
True that…it’s kinda true…
Believe, don’t get, give.

Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2016

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