I am mass empty,
Only to be put together,
When the Spirit hovers over me,
Inside is the dark,
Light must be called forth,
If I look up I see light
And down on me life will pour,
If I dwell on what is beneath me,
I will only sink
And get swollowed by the dark,
But in the mist of this overwhelming
Sea of iniquity,
If I move toward the sun,
I will find the rock,
To live upon, to be safe,
Fromthe creatures of the deep,
Deep inside of me
Arethe seeds of wheat and weeds,
I am to be a star in the night,
So some can find their way,
Until the dawning of the sun,
For the moon gives not,
It's own light,
It is a reflection of the sun.
Whether I am in the sea,
Or dry on the rock,
There will aways be,
Somethingthat willchallange me,
No matter if it creeps or crawls,
Or is Fifteen times stronger then I,
The question is,
Will I tame these beasts,
Worship the beasts
Or let it devour me?
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