Waves crashing on the beach.
I feel peachy to know
The secret inside your mind.
I don’t mean to hide.
I just want an honest answer.
Do you prefer
Grilled or fried?
I’m not too picky.
I like both.
I haven’t smoked
In a month.
Terrible habit, it is.
The sun is setting
In the purple sky.
One last glimpse
And then it’s gone.
When Jesus commanded the storm
To cease and told the wind not to blow,
It could not have been calmer
Than my spirit is now,
Resting in the comfort of good medicine,
Therapy, family and friends,
And the rewards of a day well spent,
My emotions are like a ship
At one with the ocean,
Flexible and evenly balanced,
Moving with the currents of life
Around me. Please bless
All those that have brought me here,
And those that continue
To sustain me.
Thank you, Jesus,
For your grace.
Stumbling along the sidewalk 