With your Dream so close you can grasp it… It only needs a little more time to mature into the Life you’ve been made to Live…



Do I force the issue..?


Let it come about in its time…

“Don’t Be Hasty.”

Let Wisdom take the lead, take her hand, proceed with excitement soaked in caution…

Your Footsteps she’ll watch them planning every calculated step in a blink of the decision.


Her Guidance is treasured amongst the Nobles.


She gives insight uncovering the mystery’s hidden in Life…

She Soothes the situation vexing my patience with Her wise comfort…

“In Due Season…”

She speaks when I question the length of the lesson;

She continues the impression on my patience relaxing this intensity.

She whispers to me,

“It’s Time…”

We Live…! We Grow into better versions of ourselves getting closer to discovering and uncovering who we truly are… While Putting this puzzle together remains a… 



Repairing the broken Man in the mirror;
Looked inside the whole, Black, No light exists in the shadows clouding the Real…

“Who am I?” tried to get the answer through methods unusual-

The path took me down a road ignorances cursed, then Wisdom dispersed its light, shined on pieces broken…

“Heal Me….”

Words echo, shaded by closed eye’s…

“I can’t take looking at my Broken Mirror…’


A Hope that has been waited upon for years is beginning to take shape! After countless nights of prayers carefully wrapped in a blanket of tears, after countless attacks against my Fortress of Faith, I FINALLY SEE THEM- forming in the distance, the view excits my anticipation and an urgency to prepare for what I could only taste in my dreams… has given me such a joy for life! This is gonna be some ride! I am so grateful and blessed to see the day when I could say….



My Dreams have finally come to life!

Piecing together my path 

coming to mind

I find thoughts of substance,

My hope has built what mind clutches!


I see Them…

At last…..

“Just Me and the Finish-line.” is a mindset only a champion can relate too; having a vision SO focused on the task at hand knowing that with each step, each achievement, and every accomplishment you complete you’re getting one step closer to the ultimate goal…, which is to stand in the top spot holding the greatest prize of all…. This is

Me and the Finish-line


It’s just me and the finish line.

I’m blind to All other opposing lanes.

My tunnel vision keeps me driven


keep reaching forward to grasp the top podium spot locked on


My mark is to get my Name etched onto the

Championship of LIFE Trophy.

Taking in the guiding words my Coaches told me.

They told me to keep my My hope focused;

So I engraved them upon the words of instruction

taken each to heart:




 “These are the key’s to staying driven.”

I’ve been given access to success-

Continuing to hone in my vision on my Finish-line mission…

When the crisp morning breeze plants the seeds of your dreams in your ear all of creation stands still just to hear every desire….

Time is patient,
The future is what you paint it;
The horror’s of your past I pray they fade quick.
Let the enemies of your dreams be vanquished.
Let your hopes rest on the throne next to where faith sits housed in Love
burning eternal.
Let the memories of your Joy be recorded in histories pages,
Please roam your world free,
God never intended us to be locked in mental cages.
And BELIEVE you are a marvel to behold.
Your mirror and see who royalty is supposed to

My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing. James 1: 2-4

Time Trials of Patience

by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Time trial of patience waiting for the dreams ingrained in mind:

Time trial of patience staying focused on my expected end, grind’n till hope begins to develop & faith envelops eye sight.

I fight the good fight, spoken word swings like sword swipes,

I speak “till verbal articulation forms my hearts conversations;  Greasing the steel wheels of patience.

Time trying my resilience but I still proceed with heaven-sent perseverance.

Greater vision opens the gates to mediocrity’s prison, escaping, my hearts racing, as I’m gazing into higher dimensions…



Patently advancing to thee O, mountain top; Pressing forward while keeping my objective in sight,

I must fight & strive to enter like the fresh sun rays strive to bring life at the end of winter.

I must press into my rest;

Patience My Son…


I hear as I preserver through the raging storm that surrounds me, seeming to drown me, as it draws nearer.

But with no fear of failure I press with patience on my breath. Times of peace I find in the eye of this storm, my mind easing back, back to my dreams & immortal hopes.

With a loud voice as boisterous as thunder I shout, ADVANCE!!!

Patience collides with urgency creating a breath of fervency laced with the command of Man,

” PEACE… Be still!”

The raging storm subsides, frustrations found overrun by patience, I advance towards the climax of this journey.

The waters of relief wash the fatiguing stresses of my mind. I scan the valley of promise surveying all that is mine….

 An exhale of AT LAST exits, as breath is refreshed, I enter into my promise land now finally at rest….

(James 1:3-4) “Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.” In this furnace I have shed my tears, lifted my voice, & cast my cares, now the trial begins, with my eye’s focused on the end I stand in the mist of the forging flame…

Patiently Waiting

by Edward Taylor III


All I want LORD is some peace of mind , some peace in my time, time to relax, reflect, & reconnect with self, To self adjust cause perfection is a must;

God must have an extraordinary reason for my breath’n,“Be in tune” I keep thinking, “you’ll get there by faith understanding & grace;”

But what I’ve faced on this journey to my promise land, has not made me a fan of the trails I’ve endured, nor the ones yet to come,

So come what may, may God allow me to stay on this path of gold leading me to riches untold, knowledge unfolds mysteries, “cold peace!”, is my speech revelation speaks, truth explodes, & strong delusion grows quiet,

This small flame has turned into a RIOT OF PRAISE, which changes the tone of my complaining, My heart-felt real, my way now is sealed, so rejoice! & again I say rejoice for my voice has declared Gods good & complete works,

Yes – all this was, is , & will be worth it, for it’s all for my good that at the end my legacy will be perfect, perfectly established hand-crafted by the Masters hands THAT’s the testimony of this man…

The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me; because the LORD hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound; To proclaim the acceptable year of the LORD, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn; To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.(Isa 61: 1-3) We all have a stage, we all have a message, we all have a purpose in the body of Christ; some will stand with a microphone, some will sit with a pen, But we’ll all in our own unique way loudly say ” For the glory of Christ”…

This is Why I Came

by Edward Taylor III

Who am I?

Well let me explain.

See, you can call me dominion, cause I’m fresh out of religions prison, My boots tread upon serpents & my head bares a crown.

The World-

that’s my kingdom,

The microphone-

that’s my queen,

& this stage here…!

This is where my words paint pictures & then with a melody I delicately places them in your mental mind frame, to be contained, safely tucked away in your dreams.

This is why I came,

Screaming like a wild man in the wilderness!

Messenger is in my name, I was given purpose new life found in divine service,

so how could I be nervous,

This is my stage!

This is where speakers deliver keys which open doors to clear blue skies & open meadows;

This is where wisdom’s cries are amplified exposing freedom for the mind to run & explore.

This is why I came,

For my name also contains Gods salvation,

& yes,

I can hear what your soul is craven,

No more vanity it’s say’n:

no more dreams slain by thieves in the night, no more hopeless delusions & empty promises,

no more excuses,

no more tears in the rain;


I only crave change….

Well, this is why I came;

Who am I?

I AM Gods messenger of salvation,


I’ve come to this stage to deliver to you your liberty;

For this is why I came….