As the bridegroom bittersweet The sound so gentle to the ear Perhaps angels has brought it Down newborn on their wings

Song not of earth always near When light her hand has kiss
Saw in eyes along heaven hid soul of life saved by promise

Whisper that lingers a meaning
Last breath in before a scream Carries out the land reason be Consider freedom stead peace

Fires that burns more of ashes Winged by smoke was set free A call as unanswered accepted Echoing true as untold yet still

In language of new it speaks Carved into silence as beauty Into four directions of winds With flames dances on fields

Strange enough one to think
To ask of god a sign if this is it If hour at come kingdom near At marvel of a prophet like him

One look enough for anybody Foolish enough had believed Second born from life to live
As truth done had love to be.

That listened perhaps hears Question answered so to be Time to name if not already
As one who comes a nobody

As told had come to exactly
At hour unknown as a thief
In a world noone can tell if
But that isnt a fault nor a sin

As roses red not of blushing
When looked at like morning
Comes at hearts have dream
Fire burned as proof in need

Lost on ways of one too many
In a world so bright a blindin
Or dark as blind as the minute
Of the hour now a then to be

Word of made all what granted
To call my the name you did
The second at last come to be
Is the second of that minute.

Soul of tender as suger sweet
Voice art flowers whispering
The color a star unfold a field
Into a meadow heart singing.

Kingdom of heaven upon thee
Rejoyce a happiness in secret
Keep untold as dear eversince
As long have longed for each.

Like the song had come to be
From forests of highest trees
In voice of every bird that will
of love that god was pleased.

You, who repay faithlessness with faithfulness,
Who make your rain fall on both the wicked and the righteous,
Causing their reward to shine like the dawn.

So sacred, so pure—
Blinding Glory beyond words,
For to attempt description is to tread upon blasphemy.

You have chosen the needy,
Recognized the broken,
Preserved the sinful upon your paths,
And from the poor, fashioned eternal riches.

one fair Sunday, air will flow beneath me
I'll fly above palm trees and the blue sea
so when sunrise dethrones the fireflies
I'll be the eagle surfing sapphire skies

but send an angel to teach me blasphemy
as I'm mortal without the chemistry
to soar up and touch heaven’s canopy
God decrees 'humans aren't feathery'

so, rise defiant and grow my wings through
to glide as a jet, one man crew and say ‘I flew’
but when God gets a clue to what we do
he will fire you and strike me through

but not before that fair wind lifts my wings
to see beyond the things fit just for kings

I wasn’t given the spirit of fear
I was given love, power, and a sound mind
But what about my peace?
Day by day I live and face the unknown
I wasn’t born weak
But sometimes the negativity and the savagery hurts
Sometimes I want to ask my Father up above why
Not on noe “woe is me” kind of thing
Why do people who don’t even know hate me
But I’m only truly loved by a small handful
Why must I exist in a world that’s ugly
But I’m supposed to somehow make it beautiful
I wasn’t given the spirit of fear
I was given love, power, and a sound mind
But what about my peace?
Here’s the thing, I refuse to be weak
I come from a line of fighters and warriors
This world is dark
But I am apart of the light that will help it shine
I was given love, power, and a sound mind
My love comes from God
My power comes from God
Most importantly, my peace comes from God

© 2018 Mia J

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.
In the darkest of times i feel i have felt your breath,
Whisper in my ear, as a lantern in the dark within me.

Im sure it was you who helped me stand each time i fell,
I felt your grip upon my shoulders lift me up countless times again.
At times i even stumbled in my faith but you reminded me with a glimpse of Hell,
You mopped my brow throughout lifes weary trying times akin to countless droplets of the rain.

When my strength and eager ounce of faith were tested,
It took me many years to spot the signs and wisdom taught.
In darker peril with soul and lesser mortal body staked and bested,
A noble sign or even angel would appear upon my humble path or court.

You have shown me bitter yet sweeter even knowledge only meant for end of days,
I have encountered, witnessed demons play and satans legions.
Are you preparing me for some other unworldly task? must i change my heathen ways,
To unbind and unshackle my costly vice and burdens prior carried throughout these vast unchartered regions.

I now begin to comprehend and understand the fortitude of your wisdom,
Taking root inside me and growing like a glowing ember in the dark.
To prepare my unworthy soul and being for when i gladly sit beside you in your kingdom,
At leave of day in night is it your distant pius holy voice i hark?.

For many years i wondered if i walked between these untrodden astral paths alone,
But looking back i now realise how foolish i could be.
Because it was you dear lord who always guided and walked me home,
As there were two sets of footprints side be side, or even one set when you surely carried me.