Do not pent up what is meant to be spent up If you have a passion make it happen Even if it is just one step a day Move in that direction and don’t forget to pray
Tag: Prayer
A Person’s Love Field May Exist In Many Languages
humans then write sounds to beautiful music ~ free with union
Soul Script
Visually speaking I am a soul writer Who lives to align I search within my soul to find A heart of magic laced with an unending rhyme A rhythm of cohesiveness A universal shrine Everything is coming to me at the right time Every sign any direction I find I am being led My Angels…
Breathe Silent & Forever Young
All my spirit friends I’m asking for your help to take me where I’ve never been we’ll make ends and all journeys shall be profitable the aspects of nature are the aspects of me thank you Creator for sending thee
I Am The Tunesman
Humbly Correctly Directly I must exude You are my cue As it is within You I move My highest mind is one with You You lead my tune And I am in awe of You
Ripples & Ridges
Understand whatever is within you will come out one way or another. I’ll be the witness based on my own accord. I take credit for my weakness as I exalt You for my greatness. I think the most beautiful thing is a broken soul. That thing I said about stumbling brings you to your knees.
Overflow Of The Soul
Swerving through the find of a hundredfold ever grateful in thought, lost among many who would have known that my prayers to You would become a universal song lasting and long hearty and full Spirit led and moved this instant all is for You everlasting and always in You!
Honor On My Sleeve
Lord, give me a session like my ancestry Give me grace and dignity enough for my essence sake to go down in history Please, I do not desire what has been done before not another version of the same corridor A new unbound sense of heavenly ground That my spirit can mend That my soul can transcend…
Feeble & Profitable
Have mercy on them all We are men We all fall They need Your face to comfort grace Alone they waste precious time Through encountered fruitless pride A plague sheeted thick None immune to this proud and sick I will extend an open hand To shine forth the glorified land
Thirst Amongst The Seeds
A grateful venue of a transcendent seed A platform of elation That was meant for you and me This virtue is strong and it carries a righteous song To sweetly grace an empty tear To console the loss of a life unfair This seed is heavenly These roots are strong Inscribed to carry us through…
Aubrey's Arch 