a yearning to set my life apart.
This Love, so beautiful,
waiting, hoping, praying you'll take me in, to feel your presence,
to dwell in your eyes as a glistening light.
This Love, a constant struggle
a new battle set and declared every second of the day.
This love, filled with confusion and deceit,
a life of "IDK" and "If this is your will Lord."
This Love a little kindle of the Fire place
at times a life filled with disgrace
a love worth being persecuted and scourged for
This Love, so divine, people spend their whole lives looking for.
This Love, Love an intense feeling of deep affection
a shackle chained to the heart built through progression.
Progression in deeds, grace and fruit, and consistency in character
This Love, built on living even though the other thinks
it doesn't matter
This Love, a guiding light to get your feet back on track
Ahh this Love no one should miss
some, majority, will compromise f
or what their deceived little minds think love is.
and most of the time will run for less then what they are given.
BUT WHO CAN BLAME THEM ALL THEY DO IS FOLLOW THIER HEARTS
Which in God's word
is the deceiver, the main weapon used by the master of the art.
Ohh the heart, that's a topic for a whole other poem
but back to this Love
on which one laid his life down for us all,
did absolutely nothing wrong
yet still took the fall.
This Love, i know of and got set up with in my mind,
i long for the day it genuinely rests in my heart
and my life becomes
"God's glory defined."
This Love the only love that matters :)
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