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Category Archives: Faith

The sun is measured in parables that escape time
with each waking breath comforting the next
shouting inside for eternity that rides on the waves
of the colorful rays into a century that commemorates
its seasons with a new glimpse of honor as the sun sets.
Searching in a moments touch for the best way to dedicate
an eye that plays into the wealth of beauty and creates opportunity
to form a bond inasmuchas a heavenly pond of unity conforming
thus mounting itself with brilliance that sings into years and marvels
at the throne that leads us to our creator enriches the bashful to an entirely
new way of love searching through the bodily form for a soul that harnesses
the power to encourage a matchless court of kings and queens that listen
to one voice only as their chests beat with pounding desire to greet the faithful
convincing us to bow on call and meet with our sanctity.

The winds move freely
The whispers of angels are singing
Time moves us to thoughts of winning
In a world so full of posture
A glimmering decimal of hope lay stray
Upon the hand that may
Tug at you for this and that
How is it you have such
Presence with the months
That stare down into your soul
As you achieve all that you believe
With the touch of glitter
Of the fairies that are dancing
Around your very own fire
Let your desires shine into the light
And never forget that your sight
Is such from the highest almighty

I become one with the holy

And sin has departed

Closing the gates to a mansion

That delivered me in passion

To resist your contempt

And prospers my soul

Giving way to a quilt that is told

To master deliverance

And fold into a practice

That receives and conceives of

The proper hand from above

In Compassion

Magic Only From Above

Contemplation falls suit

As I commute words to a page

That say one thing

And approve of my ring

of faith

nestled in my heart

and showing an art

to a place that registers

and measures me

in ways that say

I’ve been benefitted

From above

And nothing I do

Is of me

But you can see

The magic

In committing

To the one

That blew the horns

And opened the doors

To sanctity

I imagine something that takes me

Down a road and this place

Exits to offer a bow of renewal

Tempting fate and making my way

To the moon of a fraction of what may

Touch this ribbon

Showing excellence and giving a new name

To passion, offering ones hand

To the Lord seems to play

A big part in healing the day

And mending sorts in the sand on the beach

Showing how my eyes can meet

With my truest desires

As I commit to winning the hand

Of my Lord.

A prayer about honor

Lord your presence offers a recluse

That entails and escapes dignity

Leaving to introduce

A  perception that is truer

To  thyne eye of reason

Than ever laid

Might I appease the son

With my difference?
and might I  win my next challenge

Take me to new measures

And pleasure my honor

With your will

Have mercy

I touch the tips of heaven

With flowers and ponies

And such thoughts

 that stare at me and say

I have chosen

The path less taken

Emptying my blanket

To the ground

And begging God

For mercy

Time plays into my harp

And tells me to keep sharp

So that one day

When I’m the one standing

I will have on my heart

The one that declares me steady

Time spills and puddles

The scene

such harmony is brought

to caress a tale

one that distills

and permeates

through the air

the light Is shown

as you wear your smile

let this next day

say to you

how marvelous

and true

to your spirit

you are

and let your rays

funnel your being

as you are running

to achieve

and believe

in something we cannot see