Those opulent eyesore spires
rotate slowly in my rear view mirror into
oblivion.
As the raging sea of normalcy rises
my response returns to the relishing
of an innocence I once knew.
While I learn to recover, I'm still reaching
and successfully so,
to a man much more than me.
Within His wild eyes lies
a world which will not lie
about the good it possesses.
After all, if storing up treasures was only for the
unlucky or unwise
why would my fickle affections still
be wanting something more
than the apprehensive praise of the people I can
barely see over the sea of floodlights.
But I won't lie, I rely
on the luminous covering to discover
my endowment. I am lucky these rays
don't define me or unwind me
because I hope in You, my strength and surprise.
Align me with Your eyes
and make me realize the
unlimited access I have attained by the
virtue of You and all that You do.
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