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Mar 2017
You see
I have the tendency to fall in love so easily
especially with a kindred soul,
but it always seems to end in a catastrophe.
Maybe because I preconceived it in a manner Viewed only religiously.
And search for it in people, The Sun, the moon, the stars, and the infinite galaxy but I always ended up feeling empty.
Until the day you came my way and opened my eyes to see only to be blinded by your truth
you leave me vulnerable and as open as a room without a roof.
Its Like I'm thirsty for something real and your  living waters hydrates me to quench  the parchedness of my desiccated soul.
For I was the driest desert until you poured upon me Your showers of cascading rain.
You are my shalom and joy in the middle of my most excruciating laboring pain.
You are my momentum, You help me maintain.
I hope that these words I Write Will uncover the expressions of what I can hardly explain.
Now I'm hungry for something more than what I am currently experiencing and your vibes nourish my psyche. And the times when I felt alone and worthless I felt your powerful presence surrounding me. Your energy embraces me with open arms. Your spirit speaks to me. You comfort me both knowingly  and unknowingly.
You see straight thru the physical me As if I was an image of transparency. Apparently, when you look at me you see my hidden identity, My true colors, my passion, The Awaken me, the Conscious divinity, The God in me.  Your deep  Still voice is soothing.   Your words are comforting. You captivate me intellectually.  I cherish thee for you are many of the written pages in my diary. You Motivate me. You inspire me. I'm in crave for you.  My father the Most High.  Who knew my soul before it arrived, before I was even a twinkled light in my mamas eye. Before I became a caterpillar that morphed into a spiritual butterfly. And Yet and still, my brain cant even Begin to fathom the various reasons as to why. Why, your love for me is unconditional and is as endless and beautiful as the powder blue and cotton ball sky?
More the reason to ask you why?
Why, have you saved me, saved me from my sinful nature of iniquity?
Setting me free from the shackles of wicked principality.
Exposing my lies to face the Realness of reality.
You made me a Valuable Commodity
Becoming A product of Grace, authenticity, And honesty
You are shaping me into The woman you have predestined me to be. Yahweh I Thank you ever so graciously for guiding me on this spiritual journey. For It is you who leadth me.....
Tashea Young
Written by
Tashea Young  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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