dwelling

the dawning weight of free will lays heavy on me always.
 
often I slip through the cracks of my intentions,
finding myself entangled by  
the stagnating emotions,  
and the happenings or not  
that tick time on throughout the day.
 
while inside my heart lit by the eternal is a majestic fortress
entered into through the secret crevasse  
of moments that are willing
 
truth believing into me a private viewing
boundless grace boldly ever-expanding  
opening up to the miraculous glowing lovescape of faith that's living
in my prayers.
 
i am born into each moment with grand freedom and god's endless mercy undeserved blessed upon me
and i face each numbered breath so overcome by both the great weaknesses and longings of my humanity.
i alone choose the shelter of perspective in which i dwell.