His obsession twisted and tangled his mind
She danced in his thoughts
Inflaming his desires
Such a delicate woman
With such a strong, viper like grip
Every day he dwelled on her
Ruminating, calculating
She was his obsession
He would have her
Or else

Adversity is a powerful teacher
You’ll never grow in comfort
Challenge will stretch you beyond where you ever thought you could go.

She wasn’t a gold digger,
She was gold.
Solid gold.

Pain makes us feel like we’re dying,
And maybe, a part of us is.
But death and growth often go hand in hand.
After all, you have to prune branches
When you want a tree to grow stronger.
Maybe the pain is killing you a little.
But it’s killing a portion of you that is no longer required for your growth.
Don’t hold on to that dead thing.
Thank it for its lesson and release it.

She smears on her reddest lipstick
Pulls on her heaviest coat
Stuffs her hands in her leather gloves
Mounts her Vespa
Rides away into the stars
And never looks back

This girl was Spring
O the colors that poured from her mind
She was a healer
A life bringer
A creator and visionary
The earth became greener where she tread
O she danced with the cherry blossom petals as they fell and twirled in the air and wove through her hair,

This woman was Summer
Vibrant and warm
She  lit up ever room
She could revive a dull situation
And make any nighttime steamy
O she was fun and laughter wrapped inside the female form
She was heat and passion

This woman was Autumn
Deep and thoughtful
Everyone seemed to like her
Everyone looked forward to her arrival
She has a wisdom that comes with experience
Like an aging wine, she gets better with time
She knows how to let things go
The way trees let go of their leaves in the fall
She never holds onto pain of the past, but lets go of the dead things that no longer suit her.

This lady was Winter
Severe and regal
She was beautiful, but cold like snow
She commands a room
A warrior spirit wrapped in any icy casing
You do not want this woman as your enemy
Her words sting and she is mother nature’s revenge
She is withdrawn and queen like
She’s an untouchable beauty.

First He came as a lamb
A sacrifice had to be made
He exchanged His life for ours
A high price for sin had to be paid

The sand in the hour glass has been falling
Years move at a faster and faster pace
He’s held back His hand of judgement
And extended His hand of grace

They’re going to hate Christians
That’s what the Bible says
They’ll try to make us denounce our faith
True followers will be faithful to the end

Jesus takes His church
The rapture, when we are taken away
The antiChrist will reign for 7 years
3 years will be good, but 4 will be evils payday

First He came as a lamb
A blameless offering,
But next, the lion of the tribe of Judah
Is coming as the King