reflekt(ive)

Replant

this is the life, the one I did lead

Picking it up and throwing the seed

Thorned and thistled, scattered beyond

Hoping and wishing, but now you’re too gone

-  what such hope, do I have left?

-  Something to pair, this brokenness?

-  Or shall I just, see it a cleft?

-  All but leave, it a scattered mess?

Still I feel beat, and under the knife

Full of anger, due to my strife

I had forgotten, I gave you my life

Just for stomping and romping, I guess…

  - Though I do know, that i’ve been redeemed

  -  For You went down, and picked up my seed

  -  Giving, holding, and Planting anew,

  -  Just for me, for me to lean-to

For trust is now,  the avenue of life

No focus self, or focus on strife

For I’ll need you, to wherever i roam

So guide me, see me, till I am home.