We all have a hope after this life is done, a final destination, a peaceful reservation; this is mine. This is…

PEACEFUL

By LIMITLESS


My eye’s close,

The clouds open,

Parting,

Revealing the way to a golden road

Which rises from the misty ground

Surrounded by praise I follow my

Gaze

Drawn by rays of light I’ve never

Seen

Before me is a scene so beautiful it’s

Almost unusual this feeling that has

Overtaken my legs weaken and

My

Knees shake when pearl gates open

Up

To me My history is read to me as

My

Name is declared from a book titled

“Life”

There is a settling of heaviness

Placed

Upon my shoulders I’m at a loss for

Words…

A tap on my arm brings me back to

My

Dream seen I lift up my head the

Shock

And awe of sweet solace brings

Tear’s

To eye’s once filled with hope

Scoping

Promise now with no fear I hear the

Call to

“COME UP HERE”

And dwell in the grips of loves

Embrace-ing tasting truth

Far from the bitterness of deception

I’ve

Stepped in to the courts of

Righteousness my feet land upon a

Crystal floor the torture of morality I

Feel

No more lonely nights visited at

Noonday I stay where I prayed for

This

Freedom an exquisite deliverance I

Fall

Once again as if spine was broken

With-in then a smile rises on a

Thankful

Sculpture frozen with gratitude I am

Moved emotions catch motion as I

See

The dawning of a familiar friend…

I AM home again….

This is an exercise of thought using the word ten to create a flow which contains a story or moment or many doorways depending on how you look at it. This is…

Ten….
By LIMITLESS

Ten opportunities in front of me

Ten doorways open up to me

Ten pathways to take

Ten ways to Change my fate

Ten dimensions to explore ten choices beyond this floor

Ten dreams make picture perfect dramatic scenes

Ten tears of joy flow

Ten crowns cast down as knees hit ground

Ten reasons to give thanks

Ten times Ten bring one hundred ways to be thankful again

Ten breaths taken before Ten footsteps land Earth shaken

Ten sun sets Ten glimpses of beauty imagined

Ten seconds pass until ring is handed

Ten years when vows are renewed

Ten mornings given

Ten moments captured capturing true love smiling

Ten wishes made into Ten hopes which transformed thought to Ten words spoken

Ten desires craved

Ten reasons my faith never caved

Ten thousand years in eternity

Ten reasons to obtain Gods promise to me…

Ten….

We all are more then what we appear to be. Deep in the mind lies a path to the imagination where anything is possible; a place where one can discover an inner strength and peace; a place where change occures while outwardly everything remains untouched. This is…

Nothing has changed, but everything has changed…
by LIMITLESS

By reasons of the flow of life

Life has taken every opportunity

Passed it to me and asked what will it be

Freedom from the false image or
slavery

To me to be a King is the destiny

Signs of my destination when

Creation response to me see with new

Eye’s clear vision clouds break their

Cover of light night brightens full-moon

Raises hearts dreams start

The Imagination becomes gateways to-

New decisions of possibilities

Deja vu’ moments the residue of time travel

When eye’s open and vision unravels

Becoming more sure force core of soul

To hold faith interactions with heavens

Gates nothing has changed in the

Seconds of consciousness but

Everything has changed drenched in

The depths of revelation I’m changed

When I beheld the image in mirror as

The fog of hypocrisy and force fed

Perspectives cleared I found the

Perfect picture of Me a King stretching

Angel wings flaming white taking flight

Up into the out-stretches of eternity….

Hope you’ve had a great 4th of July everyone, This poem was inspired by the beautiful day I enjoyed with my family; This is…

Create a Day
Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Each morning brings a new canvas to paint so I think that this day will display all that my God has created the soft subtle breeze the lushes clouds that lie in a brilliant blue ski, snow kissed mountain peaks peek through the soft haze, trees reaching towards the sun wishing to be kissed by one blessed ray of glory, this portrait tells a story of the glory of my Awesome King, painted on this canvas are the smiles of many driven by the elusive sun to run to a place where it can cares their faces as they taste the day. I wish I could stay in this place this perfectly detailed portrait so lit with joy, for this day was painted for me to see that all things have their time, I thank God that this day has been declared as mine. Looking over the contrasting coolness of each wave I feel saved from the stresses that clouded my sight: I feel far from the fears that caused me fright. This day has been framed in memory. This day that was painted just for me….

There is a place in the absence of sound where we are met with a most peculiar opportunity for self evaluation & self discovery. This is…

Moments of Silence
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

A moment of silence the calm before the storm, the space between abstract & norm, the void betwixt the breaths of anxieties pulse, the lull in time & space where the whispers of the sub-conscience congregate. A moment of silence taken to grieve; A moment to ponder on what one believes. The place where God holds the courts of truth, the moment where one reflex on the time as a youth.

A moment of silence a moment of peace the moment where all cares fall as an autumn leaf. A moment in the beauty of harmonious serenity; the place where one finds an undefined ability to overcome all odds.

A moment when one takes time to search the depths of the soul. The silent moments where inspiration voices its commands bringing life to plan. A moment of silence where tears are gathered in memories time capsule, emotions boxed in silent castles, refusing to be announced.

It is said that “silence is golden”, if that be the case, let us take a moment to discover the many treasures Silence is holden….

In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. And God said, Let there be light: and there was light. (Genesis 1:1-3 KJV)

Birth of spoken word
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Gross darkness ruled the realm; movement rendered num & motionless emotions missed this soulless abyss; this unlit canvas, this formless void; like soil awaiting the arrival of seed it rests purposeless; this darkness, this empty space full of life it contained, waiting for the day preordained; its day promised its desire to fulfill thought admonished by imagination breathing with intent awaiting illumination of expectation: then came the exhale of change…. What preceded next was the first commandment to creation. Forth came the words that set picture into frame words that began all, seen & unseen, words orchestrated in thought then spoken to the deep… LET THERE BE LIGHT…
These Words no-longer hidden spoken words etched into history as it is written… & there was Light & God saw the light, that it was good….

We who believe must continue through the trial’s & opposition’s that life brings. Trusting in God who gave us the grace-full ability to clinch our hands around victory: that is our faith which overcomes the world, this is what we must hold on to. Until our…

Journeys End

by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

blood veins flow hope exchanged, from prison chains to free mind changed,

Rearranged sight towards the horizon shining with the fresh ray’s of day break;

My fate’s far from fake wishes, waved the past goodbye blowing anointed kisses.

My expectation doubt misses, my eyes are focused on the line where my faith finishes,

All words are loaded potent & powerful enough to effect change,

With-in the hour watch me tower over opposition standing victorious praising He who glorified us;

I pursue with more trust towards vision invested in the promise of greatness achieving all that was believed,

Watching the growth of faith planted seeds, reaping harvest,

Oh! How my soul starved for this moment shifted in a blink of an eye.

I rise from dust to beyond the sky shaking the foundations of heaven my cry;

Cries pour out tears from fountains overcome with desire fulfilled,

Thrilled tones, open the heart to receive honor, purpose, & dreams, returning to a popper turned King;

Swing with consistent motion rolling with the wind in step on this journey,

Till Heavens end….

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

REVIVALBy Limitless

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,
…Christ…
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,
Life,
Has begun…

“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…

TICKING AWAY

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,

…HELP ME…

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…

GO TO HELL;

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…

time

is

still

ticking…

These next series of poems are my version of freestyle, I call it freetyping, I wrote what came to mind in that moment, here’s the first with a little editing, This is…

UNLAWFUL
by Edward (Flowx10) Taylor III

Patience held in contempt waiting for grace to hit. Mind now exposed to limitless favor ears captured by words…

…Nature changer…,

Mindsets shatter like glass…

…Truth blast,

NOW seed can grow like refreshed spring grass; AT LAST, hear the sound of chains dropping to ground, legs unbound,

feel… feel…

FEEL…

Blood rushing to ground, flowing to wrist, my lungs never tasted freedom like this.

Unrestricted vocals lash out in shout, eyes overloaded with joyful tears, crowns fall in worship as Kings kneel down,

…FREE AT LAST…

Shatters the shroud & rips the Vail, blindness is removed as glory shines through,

The LAMB was slain for sins that where mine, fulfilling the shadow leaving it cursed to a tree…

…HE FREED ME…

An unlawful abiding citizen…