"MY REDEEMED FRUIT"
Yesterday did seem bleak.
I thought I had many cares.
Stabled in what I thought I seek,
I found I was already there.
Indeed I had made a turn,
From without, within.
Realizing as I stood firm,
My inner feelings would mend.
All the dreams I dreamed at first
Was scattered in my head.
I made myself quench the thirst,
For what I wanted, I said.
Pressure, inside pressure,
Is what I blended with,
And now I feel the pleasure
Of what, only if.
Standing quite securely now,
I have just this one clue,
The sacred time had finally come,
For me to carry through.
Now here I am, I'm standing,
With arms all opened wide,
I had no problem abandoning,
That lie I had built inside.
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