to my lord: walk with me on this journey

This school
on the surface
levels
feels so
different
intentions
in the air
in the building
archi
texture
in the vibes
of people.
competition
of thought
thinking of truth
seeking truth
but what structure
of truth?
when we grow down paths
farther and farther from
you.

you who is
everywhere
pervasive
yet unseen.

our minds are
to the illusion
upon facades
of buildings
upon faces thinking
hard
upon shaking hands
clinging
to cigarette
butts
pens
and pencils
fingering
at keyboards
seeking to
fulfill the intention
of these
institutions
we are
embedded in.

And yet
you are there
mysterious
unseen

outside and
within
these paths
over beaten
over walked upon
logic of thought
frought with own mystery
to no where
but anxiety
and nervousness.

And yet
you grow
along side us.
Like the breeze
that is not felt
unrecognized
but shudders
the cold body
who has forgotten
that you offer a sweater
always
in the sunlight

that the trees
and plants
know.

but human minds
upon the path
to absence
invisible
abstract lands
where life is
growing
simplistic truth
that is
not complex

yet you are
complicated
and the sense of you
makes me cry
want to cry
amidst this place that seems
like
the no crying zone.

cause the people
are the bricks
upon building facades.
and our minds
are the grout
that makes cohesive
this thought
of building empires
of simplistic truths
concretized
that we lose our feet
to feel you.

disembodied into the sky.

we stare at the blank blue
simplistic
abstract
freedom?

o lord,
i pray that you
keep me warm
in your heaviness
sadness
that others feel
but deny

like manicured gardens
poisoned in toxins
of perfect minds

please help me
be like you
unseen

but thrive amidst
this world where you inhabit
but not only

How much I love you
but will never
grasp you
because you are more
than this building
this brick
i think.

you are this brick and more
forever
i seek to fall among
these thoughts
that build high!