Tuesday, August 10, 2010

sometimes i pretend like my bed is my spaceship

at night i am restless.
been having difficulties sleeping.
i lay there kindly asking my mind to slow down.
until i abandon the attempt and begin to paint.
my bedroom is a different planet.
more and more each day
as i paint peculiar ideas largely on my walls.
sometimes i find myself with strength
that i know does not belong to me
He provides.
perfectly mysterious.

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