“What would it take”
My sistah, what would it take for me to take it from you and give it back better, ask your self, will it take that frown and turn it in to a cheese if I can prove to you that my wits are sharp as cheddar, and even though I feel butter soft to your touch I’m tough as leather, will that make your burdens light as the air underneath a hummingbird’s feather, would you smile and slightly push me off to the thought that I’m just being clever, then I’d grab you by the hands pull you close to my frame and whisper in your ear; but what if I deliver, your lips quiver, our Spirits tether, I take that back, no, I will deliver, rain, hail, sleet and snow, I’ll come to your door knock on your heart, wait, no don’t look away keep your eyes on my two and let them doubtful tears flow, I’ll catch them all in my palm and cleanse your soul, I know I’m being bold, but I can’t let you go, till you tell me what it would take; to walk you through that threshold, sow a seed and watch it grow, live life whole and leave Earth old. What would it take My Queen… Selah
A: Pipoetry By: Randy P.
“What would it take” is A Pipoetry by: Randy Pipman (c) Copyright Pipoetry 2013, All Rights Reserved
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I’m Pharaoh Pip, I'm a syndicated blogger for Witish. I’ve been writing pretty much all of my Life, everywhere that I've gone, all that I’ve seen, things that I’ve heard, things that I've experienced, felt and thought of--all goes in to my writing process. I’m constantly writing and jotting down ideas & concepts in my head, a lot of that data is stored for long periods of time before they ever turn into rhythmic words in a sentence. Therefore the process of writing is always therapeutic for me; to get those things off of my chest into existence is like sharing my WiFi connection with you, that’s why my writings are somewhat all over the place subject matter wise. I don’t consider myself the quote end quote this type of writer, that only writes this type of way, I just like to write from the heart. What ever God puts on my Spirit the heaviest, I write about. Selah