So I took a break because I had a couple of busy weeks, that included quarantine. But it’s nothing like quarantine to inspire more poetry! I think it’s poetry. I don’t know. I have to admit, I was unsure about these poems, but God really spoke to me and pushed me to do them. Funny, it sounded a lot like this.

Okay, here I am. I gotta hit the target. How?
Eyes up.
But I have to straighten my stance first, right? Feet apart, one foot above the other. Right or left? 
Eyes up.
I gotta make sure I’m balanced and stable. That’s right, the dominant one is up. 
Eyes up
I know, I know. Gotta focus on the target. Make sure I’m still. How do I do that?
Breathe.
I am. But I’m still shaking. I need to calm down, gotta set myself, gotta stay balanced.
Breathe.
That’s so hard. But I just need a second of stillness. I can do it, I can.
Breathe
But I keep moving! I gotta stay still so I can aim and hit the target.
Focus.
I gotta hit the target. What if I miss? I was off balance. Maybe I need to adjust.
Focus.
Was it right or left? How far is the target again? Do I need to go higher or lower?
Focus.
But I have to be safe. I should just aim for the center. I can do that.
Wait.
I can do this. I just gotta hit the target.
Wait!
Ready, set, 
WAI-
ARGH! I missed! How did I miss?
You never listen.

For the hearts of these people are hardened, and their ears cannot hear, and they have closed their eyes; so their eyes cannot see, and their ears cannot hear, and their hearts cannot understand, and they cannot turn to me and let me heal them.

Acts 28:27 NLT