Now that I’ve lost it all
All that is left is
 the entirety of God’s creation
 the breeze caressing my face
 the sun kissing my skin
 and at night
  every star in the universe
  tucking me in

When walking up the hill
the sun broke through in glory
a gentle wind ushered
 a flock of leaves to flitter
 all around
I considered myself
 especially blessed

You might point out
 such instances are bound to happen
It is the nature of life
 for such happenstance to abound

Well, then, how fortunate

The most important part
 was the part that got in the way
Oh, God, no
I was in the way of it
Oh, no
It was me all along

I wanted to know truth
…not what I thought
           it would be…

       …so much…

    …unknowable…

I can’t tell you

       …find out…
       …yourself…

The wildest ride I ever rode
 was the rodeo of my soul
My youth was spent couped
 atop a cinched-up stallion
 raring to be loosed
Then buck and bray
 as I was tossed about and thrown
Only to receive
 bruises and broken bones

“Thrilling,” some may say
“A story to tell,” well, hell

If I had it to do again
I’d raise the horse myself
Not to break, but gently tend
and by and by my steed befriend

God, please grant me surety
 for I tire of having the faith
 to be the continual recipient
 of your divine grace

It’s a lot of mud
 but there might be gold
 you have to sift through it all

Man could push the river
 might as well just float on it

First, some straightforward checkmates
then, surprising queen sacrifices for checkmates
rook check sacrifice to get the queen
queen sacrifice to get a royal fork
then queen exchanges just to get a bishop
then some exchanges just to get a better position
until finally you are almost at the start
never a losing situation

I used to cry
but I have thousands of oysters soaking in the sea
and enough pearls to fill all their sties
 and build a ladder to the pearly gates
only, I guess their heaven is rolling around in the mud
so, nevermind