The makes me want to do a cannonball in a pool right now lol.
To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it’s about, but the inner music the words make.
Pleasure and Pain in the end seem the same,
Because they both become Blame,
For which we use the Excuses to Deny,
What it is we have Done or Why,
It is time for us to All take a Stand,
And Accept the Consequences like a Man,
No need to Deny what we have Already done,
Because in the End the Course will Run,
Because Believe it or Not All is Seen,
And know that there is Only One way to get Clean,
Give it Over, because Only He can Cleanse,
Washed Both Body and Soul and Re-rinsed,
Only in Him can One be Rid of Sin,
Or in the Firey Gates will One end,
So Trust in Him and grow Wings,
And let the Heart in You Sing,
Because Rejoice is a Joy only He brings,
A Truly Irreplaceable Thing.