Here is my newest poem. It is still in production and edits might follow. This poem pretty much describes the state of my soul right now.

Increasing He

Wicked waking and sinful taking
Lacing things with shifted making
Man’s reliance bringing pride’s defiance
Simply me becomes a complexity

Alone the soul, despairing void
Amid self seeking man, abides
Center focus and greed’s disease
Easily makes me, just me

Inner dwelling brings internal welling
Holy water; cleansing, growing
Blood renewing, the sacred me
Outward turning and shared renewing
Can bring to thee a humble seed

In humility we see our need
Decreasing me,
Increasing He