Offerings – Smith Shine Poetry

Night Sky

I stare at the night sky.Beyond the abyss.Patterns produce beats calling me into action.Shedding a light into my soul. Sparking the reaction.Good and evil crossing fine lines.I now graft like I’m dancing.Embrace responsibility like rhymes.There’s victory in a rock pile.Smash, smooth and stack them.Offer them and smile.An answer I now know.Developing in our suffering, untilContinue reading “Night Sky”

In Christ I Stand

Again I start the ascent of repentance’ steep climb. Orienting towards what is mine. I contemplate and lay all at the altar. I have no offerings to burn, all I have to offer is my heart. For your supreme honour I present this in my words, my art. I look towrads the pitty, following theContinue reading “In Christ I Stand”