when it rains it pours &
tonight the heavens are opened
so i'm floatin in the sea of inspiration
given per sip to nations dying of thirst
drowning in cesspools of absurdity
but this morning the drought ended &
i experienced my artistic rebirth
as it's been some time since my rhyme
had reason but now the season
has returned as i've learned the lessons
of patience like awaiting the fragrance of summer
after the showers of spring
once again my lotus petals have opened
as words fall fresh from the sky
onto the page to hydrate spirits
with held of the morning dew
bcuz for too long my psalm has not been written
but at this hour a vision has been given
to bring sight to the blind like
knowledge brought forth
to give birth to thoughts in mind of wisdom &
deeper understanding
or a command from the King saying
let us create man in Our image and likeness &
it was so &
it was good
for there was evening
but then came the morn &
the sun rose to enlighten the souls
who found theirselves in the darkness
of this i bear witness &
find the purpose of my life in essence
somewhere under the rainbow...
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