Old Gold.

God told me that if he remains behind my eyes and sits within my soul, then i'll receive a reward way more valuable than gold. But I can only imagine what that will be... Because when this gold takes a hold I only continue to win. My yota becomes a benz, and my girl gets a matchin one... twins... all with no worries, everythings clearly when my vision is truly blurry. But there remains these moments where the gold starts to dim. and though it continues to shine bright, it is this light that keeps me up at night. It is this light that makes me fight in these classes each day. it is this light that makes me cry when I truly see my pay. This light becomes a struggle, a battle, a hassle. This light, unfortunately is the only reason some of us seek that tassle. We yearn for it to burn only to learn that if we truly discern our purpose... in the end there is a greater light to be earned. I'm just concerned... Because I know that when its my turn those gates will open, turn... or whatever they do and I'll be safe. But as I'm in this place I continue to make mistakes, I continue to chase, I continue to run on a race towards that gold... When my trophy should be a story untold. So i just pray... that as my story unfolds, I'll realize that what you have for me is greater than anything I'll ever be able to hold. And though its not shown... I am reminded in this darkness that my cover is not blown. Because it is covered in your arms, my shelter, that I feel most at home.