NOTADAMNTHING

-As my eyes drift upon the ripples and tides, and beyond the very thin line that separates us from the universe
     -I feel nothing
     -A canvas of clouds paints my mood slowly melting like a candle; I to sooth
     -There's a lamp in the sky
     -Luminescence illuminating my deepest thoughts as I sit and stare at a path only a man named Moses can walk
     -My eyes continue to drift into the vasts of nothingness
     -When God was sowing the skies he missed a few spots because I see glimpses of Heaven when im deep in these thoughts
     -Shades of dark black create harmonious patterns and repetition on every object and movement made
     -I listen to the mumbles from the wind I feel her talking on my skin, Love of Lust either way this breeze is of Sin
     -These spastic thoughts have me feeling vulnerable so I purposely forget them, sit and stare at nothingness and thank the Lord for blessing me with the ability to see the Beauty in Nothing.