Darkness Come, To Offer Us More Love !

He gave so little, compared to us. We have awards as we were said by men, to be deserving best.

Who are we but men among men ? Who are we but more than men, should we offer faith above our so called man-hood alone ?
What to make of love, and how to use it best ?

To drink of love, beyond the body yet still by faith. To do all we can do, and know we could have done more, without the hide-out, where we don't come to lye best, nor lie, as if their really our own, or it is.

It lays there, and it is good, as art was meant to behold. The leftovers are there, and no one ask's for more. Your said to have given it all, where it was intended best.

You follow you, but not love. You blow in the wind, like filthy rags. Your clean, is beyond your own hands, and slavery you can learn to love, known or unknown, so as to serve you, and only you best.

To see what stays with you, "Offers no sow, worth sowing, to begin with best, if at all". To see your so called leadership stumble, beyond your eyes alone.

The goods of gold or not, lye not in wait to love and love again best. You took them and came as innocent as a child, and abuse goes beyond the blood of men.

The so called good works now go beyond your hands even more-so. What you so called left us, becomes as more, in the eyes of real love. You have reaped what you sowed, and now can choose to live with it best or not. Darkness lives within, and is best with-out.

We have more, and what we have can't lay in wait to spoil. Good works go beyond the flesh, and the gold, into love itself. Love more than a wronged "Strong of so called Box" or beyond. It's all there, and most the time, it probably isn't, but then to them they have more.

Your good works make you poorer than poor. Your good works offer no talent best. Your good works threaten your world and you. Your good-works don't attract real love in spirit, but only you among maybe other so called men. They sit so called hungry and poor, and you hide your full leadership, poor of qualities best. You've lost yourself in love wrong.

So haven't we all, it was said. Can lock ourselves away like so called treasures best. Have you locked-up you in some way shape or form, beyond so called prison's gates best ? Where does the darkness end, and I don't know which way to go, with my so called treasure ?

Man builds walls, and love can confine us in the darkness for our own good, so as to protect us from sights better off not seen as of yet. Darkness, "What all do you hide in love, and how much life, have you saved" ? Shadows of hope, and then we move on, even in darkness, beyond lives of men so called even alone. Life even beyond human hearts in love, ahead of blood's so called best and the darkness in time or not.

Treasured protection, and covering me up like a blanket best at times, so called darkness alone, but yet not alone, in love best. You don't warm me darkness, but you warn me best at times. To come in from the night, as you once were known as only that.

Darkness curiosity makes me furious in you, but yet I move on even beyond the night. Time me into darkness, with love. Let me not walk into darkness, like no other before me, without faith best.

Sleep me night not to tire too early in darkness. Help me work best beyond dreams of shut-eye alone. Here, may I come to offer you some darkness ? Why does this have to sound so evil always so called best ? To even lie awake in the darkness longer, offers new life to my days best of thoughts at times. Just the best of "Wall-Papered-Up Walls" aren't enough, "I need you also darkness, "Oh so lovingly free" !

Darkness can love you in, it was said. There we go again, and does this sound, "Oh so good too" ? Things aren't what they seem, and I don't really need to know of them. Darkness covers me with love, to not have to ever see, beyond that which I can take alone. Don't be alone in the dark, and your not, but are in a way. Are you in the way, in the dark ?

Only love know's best, at times, and know's you won't just up and really close your eyes, as we all must walk even in our dreams. You keep your eyes open and can't see in the darkness but still try with faith. To shut your eyes hurts behind sleep's so called best. Hurt makes you see darkness, and still offers perhaps life to go where no man has before, seeing of human eye dimly if at all. The soul goes beyond the eyes of the dark or not, and can come to see better days, if you so come to choose.

Get out of my darkness, "Your disturbing me, more than darkness itself" ! Let me have dark better days with love best, Oh God. To see evil for what it is beyond the darkness. Darkness is a gift of love, and it's said to be as evil alone at times best. What would you do, without it's covering to hide in ? Darkness has no walls alone to run into. To swim in darkness, without fear, offers joy beyond waters best of days at times.

How would I have done without you darkness, sleep-wise or not best at times ? Thank-you love for showing me even darkness best at times. Dark is so enlightening, when love is all around it best. Turn me on some dark too, oh love best, beyond the hands of men.

Mom, "I want to try sleeping without the lights on, for a change" ! Are you ever so sure, my lad ? You've tried before and awoke me, again and again. What makes this time so different best ?

I tried to cry, and couldn't find myself too, as before. I then turned out the lights and had no problem. I wanted tears to come, and not be long gone. You sleep in the dark to make sleep come easier, like unto tears that you need to cry best at times.

I know to sleep in the dark is offered in the tears of love best now. I know darkness can ease my pain. Darkness like medicine once tasting bad, but yet worked, now offers even more unto you and me both.

Darkness but of one spoonful and then the light came on before ! Now the light is on, even in the dark, and one spoonful of it's medicine, comes again and again, in ways I can laugh at, as well as cry in.

Words chosen but different then, have now come to grow. To speak not, and darkness is quite now. Darkness once spoke loud enough to more than yell, not like a good cry. Darkness more than moves me best, if I see it in love for more than it seem's to be and is said to be by men alone, at times.

Animals love the dark in ways some men never come to know best. The Wilderness Man know's better. Are you a wilderness man ? To choose to sleep alone in darkness, may hold more fears while so called even at rest. The wilderness man know's how to use darkness best, both asleep and awake, and his time, has come to offer him, so very much more !

To step into the darkness, and go deeper into the so called unknown, makes you more than the so called better man. To go beyond what's offered as seen alone, and staring best of glowing eyes. Where are the glowing eyes, I saw in the day-light of picture book ? The best ones lay in wait, in the darkness of night. You can't just up and get to know them, without the knowledge of the Wilderness Man.

The raccoon you may catch a city eye of but it can tear you up ! Darkness doesn't do the tearing, but yet terrifies you more. Don't blame the darkness for your own, lack of knowledge best.

Train me in the darkness, and then let me see the light best, "Wilderness of Man", or not ! I want my eyes to glow in the dark, like my cats do ! You had laser surgery and are said to have perfect vision. How come your eyes don't glow like the cat's best in the darkness mom ?

Go ask dad, and he may tell you different, as he say's, "I have eyes like a angel", even in the darkness of night". Come on now, get real mommy, you can't even go into my room when the power goes out without a flashlight best.

This cat has built in flashlights best, "I want to sleep, with the cat, of flash-light eyes in the dark tonight, so I can notice real greatness, beyond my super heroes that haven't even cat eyes best such as these, darkness or not. These have no switch to turn them on, and there so "right-on" best. You take the flashlight mom, and give me, "Pepper-Corn" the Cat's best of glowing eyes.