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Yah1
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I am currently recording third album,
but i would like to share this piece written in 2010 that i wrote separate to my music..
I'm writing this letter to you in hopes to spread some peace. the same peace that i felt when you came to me to teach. like a gentle breeze with a burden that's light as a feather. but the yoke that you've given me helps me live a little better. i thank you, for the many times you could of passed me by. in mind and heart; you changed my thoughts of wanting to die. your peace has disciplined me with love that feels like heaven. because you don't give like the world gives; john 14:27. i can't promise not to be troubled or be afraid of what might. survival instincts got me wondering, questioning all your insight. so to find peace my way, i picture these places in my head. sitting at a lake near my cabin surrounded by a garden bed. no worries, no illusions and no reasons to blame the world. just me my thoughts and a six pack while fishing with my girl. or even walking in the park on a fall day while leaves whisper. sounds of innocence rumble with ripples of a thousand rivers. takin' a seat on a bench surrounded by trees and blue skies. skipping rocks like a philosopher while me and God compromise. but you're teaching me that peace is more than what i know. patience is a virtue, but my virtues are taught through you, so...i'm listening with intuition while i watch with your submission. staying peaceful like my father inside his Great Commission. no matter how ugly this world gets i can never feel disgust. the fruits of your spirit override crushing it all to dust.
Your love brings me joy with peace that gives me patience. accepting your kindness helps me trust the simple basics. simplicity keeps me ageless while i focus on what's good. so i can learn to be faithful in the same way that you would. your gentleness alone can fill the compassion of a poet. the seed was there to plant, i just needed help to grow it. which probably brings us to the most important fruit of all. your self control is balance of the spirit that breaks my fall. God met me where i stood when i had looked deep inside. sending me peace to my soul while my confusion subsides. the fruits of your love stay with me for the rest of my life. showing me how to live more holy when day turns to night. i still have a lot of questions; more like inquiries if you will. why do some get blessed when starvation is rampant still. if you ask me, counting my blessings sounds a bit cliche. i would rather give to charity and count my blessings away. humanity suffers every day trying to find a path to follow. so why are you always specific about who you find hollow. or do you have mercy on us as a whole like a universal unit. do we hope that creation is yours or do we just assume it. i have plenty more to ask, but i'm gonna wait until tomorrow. for now i'll live in the now and show compassion for their sorrow. as i move forward with my life and as strange as that seems. i know that with your guidance i can sail down these streams. with peace inside my dreams now my thoughts turn to purity. five years i been with you and not once have you worried me. you had suffered for my sanity when i pleaded for my lifespan. so i could live a longer life with my lifespan in your hands. when day turns to night though i can stare up at the stars. connecting stars like dots for every time you healed my scars. i can breathe inside my skin without political corruption. things people expect of me are no longer a volcanic eruption. since baptism i've never felt that feeling of being alone. you came to me to seal me; to humble my tired bones. like the winds from a gentle home; the beauty of your throne. your peace grounds me with roots that are stronger than stones. i was closer to death than i care to say lifting up my broken spirit. you never gave up on me and now the world is starting to hear it. the more i realize you were a person that walked distant sands. the more i feel this urge to know you honestly as a man. to walk with you and converse about the linguistics of time. explaining all my fears while you comfort me with your mind. let's run in the fields like children and soak up some sunshine. or can you just hold me in your arms when it's finally my time. everything from your miracle healings to Jerusalem and back. i been to a lot a places, but you healed these weary train tracks. back in those days i used to write until every page collapsed. with the weight of six billion falling down like shattered glass. it was me that shattered fast with a scattered past, i dashed. was i running into the light or was this moon about to crash.
Either way, you dusted me off and exploded onto the scene. but the best way i can explain you is through a hip hop fiend. taggin' angel wings with graffiti colors deep inside my dreams. i would never tag this world that you tried best to keep clean. only in my head is where i'd go to find colors that combine. all the romance and compassion that your love tries to find. i beseeched eagerly for your world to split apart my heart. and sew it back together hoping you knew me from the start. you never once blinked twice studying me like a scientist. sticking this in bottles hoping that somebody might find this. paddling out to sea with these emotions still inside of me. but when lightening and thunder hit i knew it was time to flee. with sand on my feet i walked back, right back into humanity. while shedding light on new topics by confronting our insanity. it brings peace to all my vanity by crushing my ego in half. knowing something was bigger inside of me than my relapse. you had started to dig deeper into what really mattered. i needed the sort of love that the world could never shatter. it was peace that i was after but i didn't know where to look. my family couldn't save me and all my friends were shook. it was the price i had to pay but the pain had cost me plenty. but before i send this to sea i feel the need to do this correctly. i send peace to family and friends from within i choose to send. to you i entrust this offering until this offering comes back again. i promised you a hundred lines upon the morning dew. so thank you for your peace Lord and allowing me to know you.
Love,
Dave
but i would like to share this piece written in 2010 that i wrote separate to my music..
I'm writing this letter to you in hopes to spread some peace. the same peace that i felt when you came to me to teach. like a gentle breeze with a burden that's light as a feather. but the yoke that you've given me helps me live a little better. i thank you, for the many times you could of passed me by. in mind and heart; you changed my thoughts of wanting to die. your peace has disciplined me with love that feels like heaven. because you don't give like the world gives; john 14:27. i can't promise not to be troubled or be afraid of what might. survival instincts got me wondering, questioning all your insight. so to find peace my way, i picture these places in my head. sitting at a lake near my cabin surrounded by a garden bed. no worries, no illusions and no reasons to blame the world. just me my thoughts and a six pack while fishing with my girl. or even walking in the park on a fall day while leaves whisper. sounds of innocence rumble with ripples of a thousand rivers. takin' a seat on a bench surrounded by trees and blue skies. skipping rocks like a philosopher while me and God compromise. but you're teaching me that peace is more than what i know. patience is a virtue, but my virtues are taught through you, so...i'm listening with intuition while i watch with your submission. staying peaceful like my father inside his Great Commission. no matter how ugly this world gets i can never feel disgust. the fruits of your spirit override crushing it all to dust.
Your love brings me joy with peace that gives me patience. accepting your kindness helps me trust the simple basics. simplicity keeps me ageless while i focus on what's good. so i can learn to be faithful in the same way that you would. your gentleness alone can fill the compassion of a poet. the seed was there to plant, i just needed help to grow it. which probably brings us to the most important fruit of all. your self control is balance of the spirit that breaks my fall. God met me where i stood when i had looked deep inside. sending me peace to my soul while my confusion subsides. the fruits of your love stay with me for the rest of my life. showing me how to live more holy when day turns to night. i still have a lot of questions; more like inquiries if you will. why do some get blessed when starvation is rampant still. if you ask me, counting my blessings sounds a bit cliche. i would rather give to charity and count my blessings away. humanity suffers every day trying to find a path to follow. so why are you always specific about who you find hollow. or do you have mercy on us as a whole like a universal unit. do we hope that creation is yours or do we just assume it. i have plenty more to ask, but i'm gonna wait until tomorrow. for now i'll live in the now and show compassion for their sorrow. as i move forward with my life and as strange as that seems. i know that with your guidance i can sail down these streams. with peace inside my dreams now my thoughts turn to purity. five years i been with you and not once have you worried me. you had suffered for my sanity when i pleaded for my lifespan. so i could live a longer life with my lifespan in your hands. when day turns to night though i can stare up at the stars. connecting stars like dots for every time you healed my scars. i can breathe inside my skin without political corruption. things people expect of me are no longer a volcanic eruption. since baptism i've never felt that feeling of being alone. you came to me to seal me; to humble my tired bones. like the winds from a gentle home; the beauty of your throne. your peace grounds me with roots that are stronger than stones. i was closer to death than i care to say lifting up my broken spirit. you never gave up on me and now the world is starting to hear it. the more i realize you were a person that walked distant sands. the more i feel this urge to know you honestly as a man. to walk with you and converse about the linguistics of time. explaining all my fears while you comfort me with your mind. let's run in the fields like children and soak up some sunshine. or can you just hold me in your arms when it's finally my time. everything from your miracle healings to Jerusalem and back. i been to a lot a places, but you healed these weary train tracks. back in those days i used to write until every page collapsed. with the weight of six billion falling down like shattered glass. it was me that shattered fast with a scattered past, i dashed. was i running into the light or was this moon about to crash.
Either way, you dusted me off and exploded onto the scene. but the best way i can explain you is through a hip hop fiend. taggin' angel wings with graffiti colors deep inside my dreams. i would never tag this world that you tried best to keep clean. only in my head is where i'd go to find colors that combine. all the romance and compassion that your love tries to find. i beseeched eagerly for your world to split apart my heart. and sew it back together hoping you knew me from the start. you never once blinked twice studying me like a scientist. sticking this in bottles hoping that somebody might find this. paddling out to sea with these emotions still inside of me. but when lightening and thunder hit i knew it was time to flee. with sand on my feet i walked back, right back into humanity. while shedding light on new topics by confronting our insanity. it brings peace to all my vanity by crushing my ego in half. knowing something was bigger inside of me than my relapse. you had started to dig deeper into what really mattered. i needed the sort of love that the world could never shatter. it was peace that i was after but i didn't know where to look. my family couldn't save me and all my friends were shook. it was the price i had to pay but the pain had cost me plenty. but before i send this to sea i feel the need to do this correctly. i send peace to family and friends from within i choose to send. to you i entrust this offering until this offering comes back again. i promised you a hundred lines upon the morning dew. so thank you for your peace Lord and allowing me to know you.
Love,
Dave
