One

It's often off of one thought I got, to drop a seed.

I'ts not a second later that I stop to see me bleed.

I'ts like a pause in my heart when it skips a beat,

I'll feel the pain if I light a flame to feel the heat.

It comes before eruption, the shaking within discussion,

Makes you wonder like a moment after repercussion.

Now I'm understanding, God's the only One,

It meant so much that He would send His one Holy Son.

Better yet the struggles of every day concept,

Complications take it all out of context.

I'm in the process now, context is pivotal,

Unrealistic to deny the sin's conditional.

Switch up the point and the focused mind-fame,

What did patience mean before time came?

I've got this deck of question's and it say's to play my hand.

Bceause after all, we fall back as a grain of sand.

Reviews

[Angel Baby]

Beautiful poem written about the ONE....well penned! Found it a pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing.