My fears bow before my faith and my praise surpasses my pain. I am one of Yahweh's mustard seed, a trumpet in Judah. I will offer my best offering comes what may. I will live committed each giving day. The father's love is without condition, so my obedience should be without limitation.  Lord your glory, power and honour towers above the stars, your majesty, grace and love swallows the universe.  In reverence I bow before you God and my heart magnify your name and not my distress.

I am the bridge between water and oil
The line between moral and inquitious.
I stand in a lonely place
Disputing my very arguments
Leaving you addled while amaze
I rescued your heart from war
And fire the arrow that made it scar
I am the definition that does not explain itself
I am the guy you love to have
And hate to know
My rumination is the feather that sunk the wale
My pride is small but caused us much pain
I told you the truth and still I'm a liar
This remorseful man will never apologise
I'm loyal to your face without ****** expectation
I am the image of complex sincerity
It is dejectedly funny how many still don't know me
Despite reading the truth, you still doubt me

He introduced time and space
He spoke and everything answered
He decided and so they did
A perfect mirror designed from clay

he named and titles were formed
he ruled and all accepted their governor
he stood right in His eyes daily
Desiring talks with the highest counsellor

It sank beneath its purpose
It soiled the perfect design
It ripped the bridge of true union
Slithering through life and time

He  clocked in, removing His royal robe
He lived, taught and slept until suns confirmed
He fought, won and paid the cost of war
Redemptions' price, His blood is the demand

Today myth ignores His name
Are not truth and He both the same?
Volunteered slaves despise and reject His grace
The Sun sat west with tears on His face.

My fears bow before my faith and my praise surpasses my pain.
I am one of Yahweh's mustard seed, a trumpet in Judah.
I will offer my best offering comes what may.
I will live committed each giving day.
The father's love is without condition, so my obedience is in line with His inclination.  
Lord your glory, power and honour towers above the stars, your majesty, grace and love swallows the universe.
In reverence I bow before you God and my heart magnify your name and not my distress.

At the young of day
I sit and watch pigeons fly
On the red bank youth fled
Down to the river side
Tossed seeds clipped their wings
 
It was much too soon to let go
We hardly began the daily dance
High smile rest upon my hat
Chasing time in a heated gaze

She sat beside...unbothered by my presence
She was, as though i wasn't-
of her days
Would she be angry at my forceful invite?
Too late, for she is here in this state

While pigeons circled life
I watch and ponder our purpose this time
Experience glance behind motive's pounding
Love left my hand empty of a touch.