Getting Ready

“Getting Ready”

Sweet love hovering above your dreams
The angel rises everywhere, it seems

A sticky arrow stings from the quiver, bringing forth a note to deliver

A towering tree stands early and grand, covering the 100 years it’s life has spanned

A landscape spoke in a quiet flash
When suddenly a mile a minute blinked her every eyelash

The intense bullet chased a fleeting arrow
he stood close like a woodshed storing a beat-up Camaro

Springing ready he is confident of the resurrection
His voice has pitched, you can here it in the inflection

A tablecloth has been set, it ached still and steady

A fleeting caterpillar flew by when he realized he wasn’t ready

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About Timothy S.

I am of lover of all. I love people. I believe everyone should be heard and I hope during that process that peace, love, encouragement, learning and growth are spread throughout society. I would much enjoy if you interact with my Journey so I can learn from you. Sign up for email updates when I post a new article.
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One Response to Getting Ready

  1. Anonymous says:

    Thanks for sharing, Tim!

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