date: Wednesday, June 01, 2005 @ 11:29 pm
title: Conviction..
Her.Dun care how life was that unfair and miserable.Run after your King..Rise in faith, not in fear.For you are made for every morning, renewed and rebuiltIn the hand of thy Lord.Hide from Thy terror and Thy glory.Judge not yourself, but expect more.God's wonderous creation, perfect in potter's hand.Made to confirm and conquerThe prophesy.O' rise Elisha, O' rise Elisha.Double anointing, double standards.Double standards, double demand.Demands that will break, scorn and bring life.Peter walked on water.I run, on ruffled sea.Not be distracted by feminine.Be encouraged by it.Be a warrior poet.Protect and appreicate them,beauties in God's eyes.Just as mine.Love songs.Ready for battle.A kiss to anticipate the knight's return.To be sworned as the fellowship of thy King.My King, I serve and sing.Thousand praise and complete worship.I bow, both in fear and relief.I purified and prepare in three days of perfume,awaits the visit of thy King's arrival.Courtmaids and servants, as one abides Thy calling,to be warriors of Thy fortressand princes of Thy palace.Helment of Salvation.Boot of Peace.Breastplate of Faith.Double-edged sword of Word.Hail the King of Kings, Lord of Lords.I fought the war and awaits the day of your return,to find eternal rest and peace in Thy sanctury.And my love with that passionate kiss,sparks life in me.My queen who holds to thy lip.I sought for thy scent that lingers and calls for me.Passion. Intimacy. Affection. Warmth. Love.I could not compromise those feelings,as I felt your prescence and heard your voice.Denial is a death penalty to my ranching soul.Blindness is a torment to my longing sight for you.So near, yet so far.Though clinche but i feel not otherwise but truely this.For was my King and is now my queen.When did my passion for my Kinggradually turn to you, O' queen.Wise you are. Fool you are.Maybe it is just a dream.I not want to be awaken from it.Maybe..Maybe..This is what authentic love is all about.Her.
