In after the down pour of pain.
Tears flowed like Storming Rain-
Through the Rage of Life’s Winds and Tsunami like situations-
A Voice Commands, “COME.”
So I instantly run.
The fear of Danger flung;
Carried by the desire to see Him…!
The Prince of Peace finally Revealed once Self was healed,
From the inside, out!
This Storm took me through the internal route too connect Soul with the Eternal,
So I write this Journal prayer fully these words read, or heard, will herd a Soul to their bliss apart from ignorance…
I’m speaking of being fully persuaded that thy God made this Life!
All for you…..
ENTER A WOKEN DREAM
Than the Me in Yesterday.
In the Past I learn…
Learned from each final exam, and then passed on experiences,
Born from Wisdom-
She taught Me to Forgive,
So the ‘Old Man’ ties I severed.
Never reaping again the bitter harvest of regret-
Was Baptised on this Cross I bare.
Where ‘I’ was barried in the ashes of a Death like slumber.
Forgetting who I was;
Before I traveled deminsional bridges…
Across the Space in Time, riding the Winds of a Dream…
The moment I awoke…
I soaked in the Hot Spring Waters of Life, & took my first breath of refreshment…
Rising from the ashes of the Past,
I set the Sky on Fire!
As I recieve the Call to Climb, Deeper into Soul…
Resurrecting the Love buried with-in….
I laugh as I chase the material of Thought.
Reaching for them…
The instantaneous spontaneous outburst of imagination formed into creation.
A moment of thought, that Spark of light-
Seeing beyond the clouds as I take flight.
Whether I’m walking on the light of a Graceful Day, or caught in the grip of the Seductress Night Moon…
Thoughts loom, waiting as clay awaits the Potters finger tips.
I thurst to grip this,
Birthed in Thought Element…
Enter into His Rest
“Escape away in the moment, take a moment.”
Take a break?!
I wish I could take a brain pause; but this Mission of Good, Wills me forward even to the point of exhaustion…
I try to run away to the paradise in thought when…
Reality as I know it tries to control reactionary impulses. My mental fuses. Me, Myself, and I discusses. Sitting agitated by what seems to resist my persistence to break away from…
So many problems and issues. Wiping concerns off on mental tissue these issues irritate…
Man I could use a break. But Life won’t wait, the Mission must continue..!
“I must deliver this great Hope….”
The Birth of Idea
Resting in the space of silence, my thoughts emerge from shell reaching their freshly birthed hands sky-word., as I hear in creation a Heavenly Host shouting in jubilation,
“it’s a precious Idea you have in your hands…”
THE DAWN OF DAY
A warm sunrise energies from a razor edged horizon,
It pierces the darkness in a magnificent display screaming,”TODAY, is the Day!”
The Day of all things possible, I’m positively thinking of the greatness before me,
In hands stretched to the sky.
Limitless abounding while on lookers stand astounded
and the foolish are left confounded wondering how I got around-
The problems that haunted my mind in the midnight.
The inner prison bars broke from their hinges from this amazing light,
“THIS IS A NEW DAY.”
These thoughts wrapped in a soft Morning breeze,
Whisper my very Dream…,
“Let it be the Day I make history…,
LIGHT IN THE DISTANCE
I WAS LOST,
In the dark feeling buried alive
Under the pressure of seeing my true I.D…,
The darkness in me trying to over cast a shadow over the Man whom I hope to be…
I WAS lost….
But, Threw the sweetness of Hope filled words sent to me,
I AM FREE…