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I’m just a heap of clay shapeless from birth,
Only Yahweh can give me worth.
I’m a page w/out writing, but when I read the scriptures
My pen flows with enlightenment.
I write verses minus the curses
That would only make this cipher worthless.

And I’ve come to understand my purpose.

I’m just a blank canvas with a three-point
Perspective hoping to capture the portrait of God,
A landscape with the colors of heaven,
A still life --- while there’s still life.

I’m just a music sheet
And every step I take is a note
Searching for the right melody
To connect you to me.
If only for a brief moment,
A brief and wondrous moment
We un-wrinkle our stern collective brows.
We’ve been so afraid for far too long,
So afraid to reflect the friendly
Smiles in our daily encounters.

I’m looking through the lens of my SLR
Focusing on Simply Living Righteously.
Freeze framing every
Moment of beauty and compassion,
Before it’s too late,
Before it’s too late,
Before the heart of humanity
Beats down to it’s own demise.

I’m just a poet
Trying to untangle meaning
From the ruled pages of life,
Snipping the barbed wires
Of rhyme and meter
Because after all
We are all works in progress.


© 2009 Grace Beniquez