Humble wholeness of spirit...

Title: Jacob Wrestles with an Angel
Artist: Rembrandt van Rijn



Jesus came to walk and talk with people
Where else did He meet the sick with healing
How did the blind find Him to see and
Not even the dead could seek
Him out to live
But to all these and those who listen
He brought wholeness by not allowing
Him the freedom to be
Himself within
We burst as a shell to become
A fragmented wholeness
That of itself can not redeem this fragmentation
This fragmentation promotes survival
At the sacrifice of humility
Humility has for it`s perfect security
A perfect love
This perfect love has no need of a thing
But when a body separates itself
Insecurities threaten it
As being alone and isolated
From the wholeness of humility
Insecurity seeks justification
And to this darkness alienates reason
The fragment seeks to make up
For the wholeness that is missing
By heeding the spiritual suggestions of pride
To begin with
A coherent spiritual truth now starts to fall apart
This can only be exaggerated by man
Seeking an answer for it is totally out of his control
On every front just look at the way
In which he treats the world
And the media is exploiting untruth
As though it were truth it is a waste
To say more and we have not even started
To look at the Real Problem
Because Pride will not Realize it
As there Mankind now has an incurable
"Sickness Pride" this Pride is subject to
And a spiritual darkness
Vanity that is seeking to account for
That which the mind is not fashioned to know
And possess freedom at the same time
Vanity has infected the wholeness of thought
By upsetting it`s perfect balance ...
We are only human and created for a specific lifestyle
Whatever you choose to think
We seek to satisfy and justify our unbalanced
Thought pattern or illusive philosophy with words
Which due to our spiritual make up
We believe what we say
Thus our hearts just grow harder
Until the Truth is found
An object of ridicule
With my SOX on humbly
For humility does not own itself love does