When my sadness has been claimed in abeyance /
The auric dawn of a brighter future /
Shall burgeon in my heart. /
Being unafraid means life to those consecrated; /
Moreover, even in trepidation /
—A glint of hope can be procured. /
Camaraderie is empyreal; /
Furthermore, it is fellowship /
In which the thew of amity is fortified & enskied to heavenly places. /
On this side of Heaven, /
Answers are scant, quandaries run amuck, /
& salvation is my temporal wish. /
Pining for redemption, /
I beseech the realm of The Tenuous & Divine /
For new doorways to be unfurled. /
Love is distant, /
But hope & faith renew my zeal /
For its acquisition. /
I'm sure that angst & woe /
Are in reality a quickening /
& when transcended, beget strength & resolve. /
But at times, spiritual warfare /
Is tortuous /
& the fulfillment of the promise seems scanty. /
Sin & silence are pestilence /
To a spirit that fathoms the musicality of life /
Reverberating from the realm of The Deific Divine. /
Hitherto, they have taken my soul /
To a place bereft of the sempiternal poetry /
That resonated deep from within my heart. /
Even so, I must press onward. /
—Walk in your power, walk in wisdom, walk in jiustizia; /
Forevermore, walk in love. /
(—Se' lah)
12-17-2025
Dec 17, 2025
Dec 17, 2025 at 5:18 PM UTC
When my sadness has been claimed in abeyance /
The auric dawn of a brighter future /
Shall burgeon in my heart. /
Being unafraid means life to those consecrated; /
Moreover, even in trepidation /
—A glint of hope can be procured. /
Camaraderie is empyreal; /
Furthermore, it is fellowship /
In which the thew of amity is fortified & enskied to heavenly places. /
On this side of Heaven, /
Answers are scant, quandaries run amuck, /
& salvation is my temporal wish. /
Pining for redemption, /
I beseech the realm of The Tenuous & Divine /
For new doorways to be unfurled. /
Love is distant, /
But hope & faith renew my zeal /
For its acquisition. /
I'm sure that angst & woe /
Are in reality a quickening /
& when transcended, beget strength & resolve. /
But at times, spiritual warfare /
Is tortuous /
& the fulfillment of the promise seems scanty. /
Sin & silence are pestilence /
To a spirit that fathoms the musicality of life /
Reverberating from the realm of The Deific Divine. /
Hitherto, they have taken my soul /
To a place bereft of the sempiternal poetry /
That resonated deep from within my heart. /
Even so, I must press onward. /
—Walk in your power, walk in wisdom, walk in jiustizia; /
Forevermore, walk in love. /
(—Se' lah)
12-17-2025
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