air-ee-oh-it-uh-ee

I enjoy unknowns, don't let the scary-prohibit-me
I'm a mystic, I view scenarios-mystically
With a odd mind, I don't think stereotypically
My mind's on different planes doing aerials-physically

A Bass On Which Purpose Is Built On

Lord, I need you to perform CPR on my spiritual imagination.

Lord, I need a heart that throbs to your purposes like a bass drum.

Lord, I need you to pump some purpose-saturated soul rhythm in me.

Lord, I need you to hit that bass drum of my heart. And pound it. One pound at a time. To make each divinely inspired pound have repercussions that reverberate all the way up to my mind and fire it up with life-rejuvenating purpose.