Visible

It is what is.
I know what it ain't.
I know that a sinner
Started a saint.

I know now what's coming,
Cuz I can just see
Always and always
How it will be.

It isn't much use.
It's not my first choice.
Learning a lesson.
Hearing a voice.

Hear it comes coming.
Bow now and pray
Each and of every
Sing single way.

Every dry breath
You drag and you draw,
Whistles through windows
In your jocular jaw.

Flash of white light
You seemingly saw,
Saw me say to you.
Now I am in awe.

Told you too how now
It just has to be.
In the bright future
I try not to see.

6/4/20
ZONE S1E19