What do I need?
I think about that often.
Versus what I want in,
This fragile life of mine…
Digress from such thought over my bathroom faucet.
Where the need for God washes,
Every spec of dirt daring to paint me as flawless…
The perfections we were blessed with! Just how God wants it.
The question is,
Do we appreciate Beauty within all the pain created by our non sense?
Every lesson needed to be learned to see a light we can’t live without,
To stay on the right path and keep walking…