The Sparking Within

 

I am the impetus, I am the spark,

I am the finite in the infinite brought to lite.

Stretching finding out grabbing hand,

Willfully reaching God's plan land.

For all is a dream in my mind I say,

Hearing my words spoken with such greatness and genius.

Knowing no if, 

For growing my soil, for my flowers to fruit.

I speak like I do.

Like watering Pretty Me,

You.

I am the impetus, I am the spark,

The finite in the infinite brought building the arc.

Stretching, finding, grabbing hand,

Willfully reaching God’s plan land.

For all is a dream in my mind, I say,

Hearing my words, genius paves the way.

No room for if, only soil to sow,

Flowers to bloom, fruits to grow.

I speak like I do, in purpose and view,

Like watering Pretty Me,

You, Art Baby Blue.