Gathering Together

                      No Matter

 

 

No matter the amount of destruction this world produces, I can still with my eyes closed recognize you. No matter. No matter how many fallen ark angels attempt to intrude upon my sanity, I can still appreciate the harmony buried inside your energy. No matter. No matter how unattractive the portrait is painted so near to me, I can still recognize the love included in the painter's brush stroke. No matter. No matter how many voices insist we have lost, my faith remains of you that victory awaits. No matter. No matter how much pain I inhale at the fog of others, I must forever remember your will for me to exhale. No matter. No matter what scars previous battles have left upon me, I shall always heal with sword in hand. No matter. No matter what the likes of any man or woman walking the cobble stone in which you produce thinks of who I am, I vow to always remain who you insist I be. God! No matter!

 

By Craig Pinckney