Revival- restoration to life, consciousness, vigor, & strength. From a life changing word to a life igniting breath came a life defining moment; This is…


By Edward ( The Limitless Poet) Taylor III

Breath In…

Breath out…

Air exchanges as my eyes unlock to see the new,

Refreshed, I arise from death,

My soul captured in life, my spirit climbing to new highest,

Highest I’ve never known,

Never have I been exposed to this,

This endless,

Indescribable, incredible, & immeasurable flow,

I dive in faith first into grace; through his death I am absorbed into His life,


Anointed breaths are exchanged as my praises depart from my soul every weight of shame…

Breath in…

Breath out…

Breath In…

In this life I shall never be separated from I AM for I am Gods Son.

In this life,


Has begun…

Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? As it is written, For thy sake we are killed all the day long; we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter. Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us. For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. – Rom 8:35-39

Extraordinary Love

by Edward( The Limitless Poet) Taylor III

What shall separate me from the love of he who made me with such care & detail;

God included me in his glory trail, The train which fills his temple, this is the symbol of his love that floods my wanting soul;

HE has made me whole,

HE purified my lifeless soul,

It was & is your love that has joined me to thee;

What comes is the crowning of son, called up from servant hood, now throne seated placed to rule.

What SHALL separate me from his love? Nothing would, neither could, for he has joined himself to me,

For me to know of he who is the expression of Gods love… Extraordinary…

(Psalms 121:1-2) I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth. I wrote this poem sitting on the front steps of my church looking at Mt. Rainer in the distance hoping for the restoration of my soul. This is…


by Edward (The Limitless poet) Taylor III

Looking to the hill’s from which cometh my help; I
find myself on bended knee seeking the LORDS mercy,

For I have perversely polluted my soul, with my heart full
of loneliness on the wrong path I strolled.

My vision clouded with pride-

The truth is hard to see when your looking through Pharisaical eyes.

Now I arise and speak wiping the tears off my cheek,

As I seek the LORD With fervent prayer the cords of sin that had me bound begin to tear,

I can hear the sound of walls crumbling
down around me,

my excuses turn into dust the LORD has
found me.

Looking to the hills from which cometh my
help… I FIND


“But I see another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin which is in my members.” -(Rom 7:24) There is a war going on in your mind; a battle between good & evil, righteousness & Sin But the Victory is yours… As soon as you awake to the realization that the fight is to believe Gods word & the one whom he has sent to dispense his grace unto you, until then, your time in the reality of mediocrity will keep on…


by Edward (the Limitless Poet) Taylor III

Time ticking away, bitterness pining at my day, exposing cracks of unresolved frustration & decay…

Time ticking away…

Eye’s bloodshot soaked with tears, glazed over with the cloak of depression;

If I knew the purpose it might relieve the pressure off my surface…

Time ticking away…

Worthless my efforts seem only if time I could redeem:

Only if I could open my chest & let my heart scream,


Would my cries be heard? or would tears drop like acid rain corroding all hope?

Time ticking away…

My futures in the distance, will someone teach me how to bring it into today,

To make it alive, to dispel the self lies…

“you can’t make it”

“you’ll fail”

Let the truth in me reply…


Time ticking away…

The brightness of morning marks a new day;

Self speaks with truth language, gloom evaporates away & the showers of night lift;

A multicolored sign of promise bows in the sky, with hope renewed,

I now have strength to pursue & pursue I must cause…