An explosion of fireworks erupt inside of my mind As visions of later Seeps through the clouds Those eyes that stare back at me are not of my own They have a shine to Bright to describe So I take to the path of a poetic scribe And for the forth time Ever I am truly alive! The first three was when I helped create life. That's the father in me That's where I learned to love life, With the help of my goddesses My Nana, my Momma, my daughter my wife, I've learned what it means to love deeply and fierce, And I incorporate that as a must every day of my life with all of my might! And I hope you can feel it's power in the heart and soul of every letter I write, For these words are not mine to take credit for I'm just their vessel scribe, These words that you've just read came directly from my internal light That I dug deep for in the hidden parts of my mind. This is my/ our journey please keep up For there isn't much time!
