Life is not What Reassuring Come what may It has its unforsaking moments Its unpredictable Challenging it's Horrid You take a tumble You got caught out Quite by surprise The moment hit you. You fall down like A ton of bricks You try on your best smile But inside you want to cry. You take off to a quiet place To gather up your thoughts for at least a while. But time shoulders on You just break down and howel like an dog. Saying why me What have I done. Jesus says my child don't Do this alone. You can't bare my cross all alone. I waited for you. To say I'll hold your hand Through the storm. Walk with me I will carry you through. Into my light Present you with an everlasting crown.
In the haze of it's flames a man laid under Canopies of burning light of a siren cutting through the smoke as if it was paper. Their voice, flooded with drought loss of input they weren't able to speak nor breathe it was suffocating the texture of the brittle firm cement, under their cheek Thus all they had left was a broken requiem of a better day.
I stared with no expression at the white light and wondered about black and red. I wondered what I would do if things went all but soft and white. I felt I would wither, helpless, weak, useless. But I decided to keep myself happy, I decided I would put white silk cushions in my heart's cave and would invite the rain and winds to smother me with cool love and keep me soft.
Alone in the lockdown, in front of screens, one may feel anxious and worried. As mature beings, I think it is best for us to adjust our minds to the thoughts of all kinds of destinies. We go through trauma and get depressed when we have to live lives we never thought we may have to live. At this point in time is when the presence of God the almighty comes in. He is like cool water freezing your boiling and scalded anxious mind. He will give what is best for you, all you need to do keep on worshipping Him and trust your case with him.
Flow through my dry hair, Enrich me with your strength, Kiss me on my cheek softly, And let me grow into a grove over you.
Certain people, places, things and forces have the power to love you and heal you so much that you end up forever indebted to them, for their unshaken and unconditional care. Respect them, and they sweep you off of your feet, into a world of beauty and brightness.
I can keep up So shut up I may seem weak But that’s just me bein meek Quit with the talk Don’t be so shocked The truth is you don’t know What’s buried down low So back down Because you don’t know what you unbound You’re tuff stuff But I’ll tear you apart, I don’t bluff