Facing grace

Trip, stumble, fall languishing through it all but – I call on your beneficent omnipotence. Lord… I am not unlike a flower – desirous of the rays – that irradiation of your grace. Searching dutifully for your face. Copyright © 2016 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved

The pangs of ugly

Indescribable likened to failure. Impossibilities abound as reality harkens all things to all people knowing but denying that all ugliness of this world endeavors to obfuscate the light. Never enunciating or laying claim to the spirit of abdication declaring “The whole world is against you, why bother?” while piercing screams echo with forceful reminders ThatContinue reading “The pangs of ugly”

The wholeness

Wasting entreaties on pieces of the puzzle – rather than tendering prayers to be made “whole” as God’s grace can’t be supported by “fractions”. Copyright © 2016 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved

The weight

Being a slave to the conclave of burdens that weigh – but not applicable to pounds or ounces – but are heavy nonetheless. Copyright © 2016 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved

My declaration to death

Death… You have come into my orbit more than I would like, but I feel compelled to advise you of the not-so obvious. I don’t cry because you’ve won. I don’t cower in the shadow of your perceived power. On the contrary. I cry… I stand weary and burdened because of my selfishness. I sayContinue reading “My declaration to death”