before 316 i confused beauty for Truth there was a Longing that i consoled through mediums of the senses before 14-6 the sun was the only true light & life until 146 pierced an elevated understanding that the Son is the only True Light & Life I was condemned in my innocence and sentenced to my complexity yet through adversity the cross spared my codemnation and granted an ambivalent complex simplicity In my sight i received Sight And a taste for a richer palate Things of gold became insipid currency worthless to buy essentials of what Really means “to be”. So at His feet i placed broken treasures of complacency comfort, and years of apathy. And in my hands, He gave me nails and a burden just enough to carry. But my heart burned like a refiner`s fire a rhythm matched w/a runner`s determination And a joy that my cross cannot compare to the triumph much too greater. So each day is a progressive suicide after a Birth that gave me Life. So this unresolved conflict scorches me onto a sunburned pavement. I`ve become the world`s pariah And everything God has created in me is twisted to contradict my plight. […]