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Emeka Mokeme
Poems
Jun 2018
JUST BELIEVE
I don't know about you,
but the architect and designer,
the molder of my earthly tabernacle,
he that vitalise and quickens me,
the God of my heart,
the breathe within my breathe,
dwells and lives inside of me.
He made his abode
and resident in me.
There he reaches out to you through
my tabernacle as his oracle.
My soul magnifies him.
Where is your God residing?
Is he in your heart or
in your church building?
Does he live in the cathedral
of your soul or just walking around
in the garden outside?
Do you manifest him or manipulate him?
How has your life show his existence
and supremacy?
Do you look for him in the mundane things outside the glorious treasures hidden within the heart?
He is not in the material objects
or is he in the midst of all that is acquired.
Search within the hidden mansions
of your heart.
Listen to that inner still small voice within.
Remember there is always light at both ends of the tunnel.
Don't forget to get him involved at your cross roads.
He is an ever present help.
Seek for him as he is also seeking for you.
Oh I know,
you don't believe in the God
of the heaven and of the earth.
If you don't believe in him,
the God of all creation,
then where do you belong?
He who makes the whole earth
and the galaxy with the world to come,
to be and to pass away will restore you back,
if only you could just believe.
His mysteries will be revealed to you
and the miraculous will find you.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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Emeka Mokeme
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