It is here, I'm brought in my essence
Ushered into The One, all loss of presence
I am naked before I Am, joyfully consumed
In this light, this fire, I am nothing to presumed
Relentless search of who I am, is my desire
Here, I long to find answers, amidst the fire
Vulnerable, laid bare, nothing in me ran amok
I long for the breasts that once gave me suck
I desire arms of strength that once guided me
Only to see all vain imaginations continually
I will always desire to know how I was known
When I came to be, not formed, nothing owned
I need you in my nightly and daily excursions
A journey in sleep, moments of meditations
Here where a lowly soul seeks to be united
Excitedly crave, in darkness to be perfected
A slowly fading reality, in the passage of time
On my bed in the dark, hearing what's not mine
I will not be intimated to be alone, as I came
My essence not in distraction as I became
Character is formed, conscience is awakened
I longed for forgiveness from all I do forsaken
Here you possess my reigns, even as I am
To know my eternal purpose, to know, the I Am
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.