Blessed to B

lord of lords

surrounded by beats, rhymes, and rhythms
life would be without itself if it had no reason
bound by honor to the truth of living on earth
shine enough for seasons to pass along what is

what was, simply disappears into the buzz
the current runs across my lap like times
around the track, like minds react to what's new
instead of what's news, like current events

the sight, tense as can be, a white fences the 'me'
like for i and i am as i stand, iyah man in the midst
love won't fall for madness, especially with jah light
in the hall there is a candle which calls us towards life

the path is for us to forward through to the heights
blast through your psyches like rocket ships and kites
pocket tips and friendly advice from family (irie) member
nice enough to treat you like it feels when you're at home

this flight as real as i write poems in paisley; a bright OM
in my heart is the art of sight beyond sight, a tight zone
to be in the moment is to reveal what the almighty has always known
which is that i and i stand as key to the knowledge of this throne

king of kings