Grace & Lifelines

All is not lost as the grace and lifelines set me freeWalking a tightrope between sanity and ecstasyIsolated in observational reverence of manifestations made richGathering the last remnants of old parts fractured by insignificance in the eyes of the devilWorking past flashes of glory and victory made in memory and pastimesLeft rising out of a battered soul carrying the burden of German blood and African drumsChanneling all that is in me to make good on a promise set by a soft voice in yonderFlashing through karmic distortions feeding on the nectar of the hummingbird and the spit of creationLeaving a legacy of difference in the intention of forgotten and the wandering of spiritMercy on me to be the one who sheds light on all faults in a distant people and inquiring mindNever ending the story of bruised knees and start over again to see it painted a new colorWalking a narrow thread between sorrow and jubilation.[simple-payment id="404"]