Like the air we breathe,
my insistence seethes
for every aspect of my
mind consumed.
A cloud of perfume,
our sacrifices in full view
of what we know flesh to
be.

Because the text in it got me flipped in it;
restorative authority; properties
beyond what sciences
dismiss in it.
The truth in it got me fulfilled in it, because
within it  I was granted wisdom, understanding
that made me renewed in it.

Like the air we breathe,
my insistence seethes
for every aspect of my
mind consumed.
A cloud of perfume,
our sacrifices in full view
of what we know flesh to
be.

Substantial to the chosen few; I can obviously
identify, because they walk in it too, refuse to be
torn from it, while demonic forces ceaselessly
pervert to **** our minds aligned to it,
yes our souls too.

Isn't it obvious the signs keep pulling at you
to interpret why in Christ we stay vigilant in it.
The Faith to it has us immersed in it, we feed on it
because in it we keep finding you, our master,
creator, and perfecter Yeshua to those who
knew; Jesus to the interpreted Greek, Latin,
eventually English language too. Doesn't matter,
the phonetic superior power of your name
has me calling out to you!

With every breath you've allowed me to
have, to every uttered word, hoping not to waste
this incredible gift. I profane my fleshly desires
only sanctified by your forgiving patient
reconstruction, what many cannot see,
you've removed me from tragedy.
In service, in word, in action, in love
in every single facet...

Like the air we breathe,
my insistence seethes
for every aspect of my
mind consumed.
A cloud of perfume,
our sacrifices in full view
of what we know flesh to
be.