LOOK UP TO THE SKIES

Still in motion
Like race car drivers on flying machines the clouds are
How perfect a view it is from here
Layer upon layer like a stacked up deck of cards
A chess board with an even playing field mapped out
Only that the pawns seem to fade out through life
I look out the window and up into the skies
I wonder why and i wonder how
I wonder where truly my destiny lies
The brown weeds of indecision like a thick fog blocking my vision
I hopped up for a solo mission through life
But the seeming imperfection in me to face strife
I hold unto the best memories of my time
Only to look unto a black and white paper filed with my rhymes
Pouring out unknown tears all at the feet of my fear
A tale that seems so rare
And i look onto the skies once more
Like an avalanche in a maze of confusion
And i saw clearly boldly written blocks of white up there in the skies
"Never lose hope in this life we live in, for the grace to strive on comes from above and not beneath"
I looked ahead and my path seemed so clear
My doubts confusions fears and restraints all became but a forgotten clause
And i smiled once more up to the skies and it read "In faith he holds our ties"