There is none but he

There is none but he 

to save me 

from this world 

that contains him 

and all his glory 

and all his torturous ways 

of showing the beauty through the ugly, 

the loving through the hate, 

the embracing through the violence, 

the insistence through the stubborn ways 

of never giving up on the faith 

that there is a purpose to this momentary suffering 

that all will unravel 

all will be understood

when the time and place

will it

to be known and shown

when i am ready

to see and listen

and know him in me

when some day

life will be poetry .




About seagullsea

a seagull flying over the great ocean of life observing.
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