James 4:3: "When you ask, you do not receive, because you ask with wrong motives, that you may spend what you get on your pleasures"
I tunnel through a windy winding pass
Each footstep exudes and excludes me
It's a free-for-all free-fall
My entryway is locked from the inside, and I'm an outsider
I've been window shopping my life, never endeavoring to journey beyond my screen door
Psalm 119:105: "Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path"
Where is my salvation from my anhedonia?
Manic mayhem grand slams my thrills into hazards
Hallucinates my health
Bewilders my wishes into wildness
Displaces my saving grace
Wavers my neighbors until they're after me
Plucks my harpsichord veins into discord
The King of Babylon seeks to usurper Salvation's kingdom from me
The King of Kings is my guiding light
The Deceiver hammers to recruit me, but I am made in the image and likeness of the Deliverer
Matthew 7:7: "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you"
When my temper splintered the panes of my border and boundary
The portal stood like a citadel gates with avenues spiraling into the unknown
The inclination of my inhibitions as faltered by the haltering of the rubble left behind
Jehovah-Shalom, the Prince of Peace, your home is my sanctuary
I step through the crooked door, into the unhinged world, with my eyes on heavens, and not the ground
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Gospel & Intel by Rhizome Olivia Quondam
EspiritualThis is a collection of some of my Christian poetry, written over the course of over twelve years. I've gone through denominational changes, so that is reflected in some of my poetry. It contains sermons, analysis, prayers, thoughts, hymns, and psal...
