my personal HELL isn’t your paradise –
a place to wallow in misery – kick
myself –
when I’m down.
my own pain in my neck –
HA!
the phases one moves through
to move up and make progress.
Satan riding my back and
the gates are open wide,
whirlwind lashing about.
out of my own rubble –
up from the dust of self-pity!
with the Spirit leading the way
forgiveness and strength
HE’s there and we rise again!
wil becker
2000.08.14
