Even when things hurt me beyond measures here.
Then you are there holding me through my sorrows.
Even when I am so lonely, Feeling the emptiness inside.
Feeling so useless, feeling so worthless  here too.
Through these times, you are holding me speaking love...
Into my soul, holding me up speaking life into my life.
For its through the trials that you are strengthening us.
For its your People that you work within us building us.
For you are Raising , strengthening your People.
Through our times of Pain, Struggles and Sorrows.

An imagination is
An image
In poetry

We are so pleased
In a brief moment
Of life
And no flower
Is dissatisfied
With such a duration