Unseen Will

the path lays and stretches beyond
bowing to infinity, breaching eons.
and along the path we intertwine
just when the feast of my surrender cries

but He, the stranger of fortified wits
held my eyes as i deny his
and saw my unseen will,
while i broke in His arms of steel

In the chaos of lighting rain,
i shattered my worn-out vain
that crumbled to dust and sand
and i saw the reflection of a lesser man.

still He stood and held my eye,
with my broken shell, he did not pry,

and.

he pushed me through my barriers
tore down the walls of my substance,
came to my core
and illuminated all that i bore
revealing the known and unknown
uncovering the lost that's now renown
He had crashed the seal
of which defined as the unseen will.
making me anew in my old frame
but I shall walk none the same.

Along this path, we intertwine
etching impressions no less than wise
that burrows deep, as if a seed
that shall grow in times of need.

Far further down in times of plough.
I shall reap what He had sow.

now,
I salute with Probitas Et Fides,
Bless be The Seniors in all their flights.



LeoN
1/5/2009 0150hours