Searching Matters

I rescind away from the multitude In search of quiet and solitude To safeguard clarity of thought Even at the expense of wind to be caught For engagement can be an extreme sport Against which there is no fort But from time to time I emerge With summaries of the by and large I topple honed skills with a punchline Endless talk falls as I declare a lifeline And whether I storm or am anticipated God’s Word meditated has them medicated For the search of matters delights kings A far greater thrill than the pursuit of things And as such I have become with no feign God hath made me such, so I reign Though I have no earthly kingdom of mine Royalty as I have received feels just fine K. Muitherero