A Tribute to my Father
How do you start a love letter when word come like tears bouncing through clouds, can you imagine a lost tear seeking an eyelid simply breathless encounters with the truth I never knew a dense reality can be misunderstood put yourself my shoes destine to build seven churches for the kingdom of God, a clear picture in the middle of a twilight learned to let go and place your hands above the rainbow? Dream inside Jesus heart.
The smile of child should be frame in time; imagination is the gratification of loving an angel Sitting back waiting a lifetime to understand why God put me through illusions emotionally expanded, my senses we’re keened to the aroma of my mother
She walked through fire bringing life to stand still, the night always come with whisper of silence, sitting in my bed waiting for the knock on the door inside my mind, palm sweeping push fear closely to an abyss,
who can understand a child minds inside his mother’s wound, questions swirling around my world, where my father was with his myth sword, corpus operand singing a song of hate. She chooses to walk away from the sun, wasn’t easy to let go but nevertheless we found the courage to wrap the notion of surrender.
Doubt keeps our conscious wide open to the possibilities of love, denied my birth right. A light always come with an opera of emotions, sure loneliness waits for a heartbeat Thinking out loud, tearful presumed of happiness, surely I was a young star searching for A port to arrive, senseless I stood outside my realm, and the song inspired my hands To ride the wave of uncertainties,
wake up world to the victorious one, it’s written before I could feel true pain, the sun will set before my eyes with permission from above, prepared the road And unveil the puzzle of life, walking on borderline of thoughts, remembering the wisdom Of an old hand putting me to sleep night after night,
the love of my life walk away from my naked Body, just wishing for an angel to keep the promise of trinity. The Spirit of unravel soul fighting on twilight of bodies Shadows approached through gates, sensing the lies of lust,
I found myself hating the whole world for an instance comprehend my courage to sit here and write without fear Lay down your pride a read my melodies, stand with me, and feel the joy of the battle Never close your eyes stand in the light Remember my father passing by with hateful thoughts of the only one woman that didn’t want to let go of my hands.
I tried to close my eyes at night, but her face always came back hunt my peace of my mind Feeling the guilt of a coward less excuse, trials were chasing me around the prairie Emotions ran deep through my bones, peacefully I retreat to my pain Where did the moon go? When darkness took place of my joy.
The thread of my life kept shrinking the notion of freedom, my father was my beginning and end; it was so wrong on believing a man with so much pain inside, I always ask the man in the skies for a new dawn
Thinking to me, one can’t serve illusion on a golden plate just breathes the power of true. The watchful eye felt the sorrow of a broken Rose, shifting miracles ponder on the cause of living, sending arrows through a flight of reliance the lessons learned on the playground always kept me second guessing each direction I took, a maniac presumption of valleys waiting in silence for my spirit to ride clouds inside heaven.
Since I could remember the notion of freedom never came without shedding blood inside a realm
The dictatorship began with the first full of hate, an occasion to commemorate a reason to
Be thankful for her whispers, intimate as it seems cannot stressed the rain to come soon enough
The instinct always told fear was only a passing through the desert with my eyes wide open
Hands tied behind my back the slashes continue raining short of a fury of panther
Once I cried, it was impossible to quit the night, push the cloud inside my bedroom far form
The true, sensing the shadows of another escape, I paused for the true to come out
I love the fact time stood still as I glance the moon a marvelous over the shine and peacefulness
Brought to my dreams, intimidation created a sour taste on his mouth, the power of fatherhood
Please don’t get me wrong I love my dad, for many years he was my hero, but when the opposition senses the slippery road their going pulling the rug under my feet
The right to be alone, I walked through parks holding pure air by the hand
Loneliness became the only way out at the time. Hands tied behind a miracle tree, condense your thoughts on a white line, Father where did you hide my valor, I walked through the valley of death souls with my heart on my hand, the miracle of an eye sight