RESURRECTION

It was that day of abandoned bliss,

when I trot my way up the thumb kissed hills

As darkness fell no one knew,

But the stir in my eyes became true.

My life had changed with a hangman at my door

The world was ending but only at my shore

I overlooked my fortune, my search for desire

A jaded onlooker, to this prudent misfire

I stood upon this open night scape

My time had come, virtues own pace.

There was so much to tell, so much to do.

but now in paradise I had my feet too.

Then I dip of nectar, a sacramental smear

Open arms, a wide gate at the frontier

The crux had meandered into the open

While all the world was, right where it was groppin

It was always there, just a crowning on the shelf

It had looked all over, except on itself

I fell on my feet, couldn’t thank my fortune

Then abundant hate, now yesterday’s bourbon

Its all within, why go for Glory

My unfavoured myself is now His-story!!