I used to think and then write

I used feel the sun burnt bright

I used to run to capture the rays then I faltered

But the rain that fell was just right

Grey clouds and rain drops felt just tight .
Ocean tides and moon light

Sorrows and swells ,The twinkling darkness that fell

All night

It felt like an ocean My emotion were tidal motions beyond my control

I felt spelled

So i moved and i drifted .I left all that wanted

It seemed Well. 

..well

This habit got grafted 

My soul did not know where I started

Or ended

O!

So to my dearly departed who I thought I had thwarted

To my innocent subjects of my nomadic instincts;

I meant well

Wisdom is a journey

This is what I'm learning,
 looking for light .Does not mean I lost it. I just want to see where it goes

This is just a story 

I got this

My presence is catalyst

I hope it was intriguing

And made you feel holy

This is our purpose

We are only just Glory