(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; it’s how I cope to hope that I get the part at God’s Audition)
You got some thing you don’t want them to see.
Do you even know what that some thing is?
Everybody else sees it almighty.
How can you fix what isn’t even is?
My some thing is this: You! More you, less me.
Is me that some thing for you? I think true.
I’m reduced, watered down, chopped cherry tree.
All my angst is me not enough for you.
“My Grace is enough for you; perfect weak.”
Second Corinthians 12:Nine – POWER.
We humans have zero power, so meek
is how we must speak His Words against dour.
This some thing won’t go away, magician.
The vanishing act is God’s Audition.