Green Room

Alone at last

My home is vast

No walls for rooms

No room for the past

My thoughts run fast

Once caught, they blast

Plastered in my mind

A bastard with pride

Through faith I will find

And create with my bride

As we come together, my thoughts & I

I learn that time is on my side

My craft will sharpen, to pierce the eye

The ones who see, can no longer hide

The truth I will show

And never stoop below

In hopes of inspiring seeds to grow