TIME TO RECONNECT

The source of life is abhorrent
Who needs the light of His presence
It is better to walk alone in darkness 
Where the desires of the flesh are satisfied 

We are gods creating our paths 
Walking in the footsteps of the fallen 
Believing the whispers of the proud 
And boasting in the ignorance of our demise 

Take my hand, says the blind
As he leads the blind in the fabrication of his mind 
Wouldn't we both fall in a ditch?
O no! He whispers 
Our ancestors have been this way before 

Let me show you the way to happiness 
Where you are free to do as you please 
God will not see, judgment sleeps 
You are your own and not another 

The silence of the Almighty is a grace given
A moment for mortals to stop, reflect, and repent
But first, we must believe that He exists
And he is the rewarder of our actions 
And decisions in this life.

Wilford Barker.