I watched in awe
The paintings in the sky
Vast, yet beautifully crafted
Tucked between was a star
It shone very bright like a Betelgeuse
One of the brightest in the skies

In the galaxy of stars
There are stars, then "The star"
The difference; "Choice"
In a world of moral decaydence
Giving up your jewel seems a norm
Like I said, choices...

Marooned on an island of indecision
No matter how hungry a Lioness is
She'll never eat or give remnants
It's not easy, but it's worth the wait
As I continually dwell in His words
Bed undefiled...

Sitting at the banks
Deep in thoughts and expectations
I await my King, my flesh and soul
And after the vows
We'll travel to Jerusalem
And there, the veil will be opened
In an atmosphere of bliss

I ain't moved by narratives
I am fearfully and wonderfully curated
I'll wait and my day will come
If you are on an island of indecision
Let me be your inspiration
For you are not alone
But remember, bed undefiled