Skyline Owl

Sweet serenity soars too Kangaroos and owls perch together You say I’m a cloud in the sky, drifting away Lonely as a hawk and injured as a crow I cure the disease of the awkward, stressful breeze Nostalgic nightfall negotiates with me all night long Encouraging effulgence shimmers in my noggin of negativity Exquisiteness in its welcoming vibes of vitality and excellence in its highest crown my head with...utter...humility because I don’t claim the talents and gifts - it’s God’s spirit I rely on despite the hardships and tribulations thereof not to mention the aftermath of my human nature...I was immaturely laughing and viewing others in a peculiar way because I was judging wrongly of them and I’m apologetic to the core of my being Owning the night by being a night owl...I was using fowl language and I growled like a cougar on the tree branch and I’m sorry, Lord of Accord, for everything and more Wishing wondrously for more biblical books to come and nicely-made notebooks about the upcoming Kingdom that makes me knowledgeable and full of understanding remarkably...pensively and painfully writing this in modern pen Live life to the fullest of its ability and soar like a Phoenix in the aqua-blue sky of mid-morning lullabies...this afternoon or evening, I will be shopping vigorously for materialistic stuff that will clutter our houses further...hoarding hope and faith spiritually though