They tell me that I perished But I’ve never felt more alive And the warmth of your presence Still lingers in my mind. I ventured…
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There is a table being prepared for Jesus and me physically and there is a table being prepared for Jesus and me spiritually. I cannot…
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Life is beauty, and life is pain, a dance of loss, a song of gain. It shimmers gold, then fades to gray, a fleeting dawn,…
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The past is gone taking with it old experiences many laughs as well as tears. 🥀 And now that we have met those old…
1 CommentIn the field of my existence, you are the only flower,With nectar’s breath, a red tulip of love,A chalice humming with bees, a silky fairy…
Leave a Commentwords as scattered bones waiting for saviour meaning unclose to each other froze craving for Phoenix healing unripe green in colour fell down from great…
Leave a Commentburning soul walking lung chokes on hate coal sparrow spark wall ink flow as blood muse goal flower sigh silky wind we are one consciousness…
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The winter is Killing me softly I still go out during The winter For a walk Around the block I am also Dressed warmly And…
Leave a CommentTake me for a walk in the park Jesus and I’m willing to flow when you are ready for me to flow. I really do…
Leave a CommentHow will I live without him? His fur, white as snow And soft as a cloud in the sky As though, reciting a poem of…
2 Commentsmy legs are lead but my torso is weightless i drag my mass up the sidewalk staggering i look weak i look insane about to…
Leave a Commentan amber glow the refracting light dying outside the car. cold window, i lean my forehead against the barrier. my mind is a wasteland a…
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Many nights spent together Comforting platonically through the bad weather My best friend in every shape and form When we were together, I always felt…
Leave a CommentTake me for a ride Jesus that will blow my mind and sweep me off of my two feet. You are my portion and you…
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people are our real legacy; one day sure, entire poems shall have been forgotten, while remains a phrase or a feeling drawn from wells deeper…
1 CommentIn shadowed streets where silence weeps, And echoes chase the feet of time, A whisper hums where sorrow sleeps, “Stay soft,” it sings, “though life…
Leave a CommentWe need to become a Jesus fighting temptation physically and we need to become a Jesus fighting temptation spiritually. He doesn’t want us to stress…
Leave a CommentNo longer will we be stuck in the wilderness physically and no longer will we be stuck in the wilderness spiritually. We have to keep…
Leave a CommentLet’s put on those dancing shoes of believing in God always and let’s put on those dancing shoes of trusting in God always. We have…
Leave a CommentWe have to be all in people of God by letting Jesus take the wheel no matter what it feels like and no matter what…
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