But oh what a wonderful joy it is when I began to Understand you....
and then I began to see the God in you...I really do.
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Monday, November 16, 2009
The God In you
But oh what a wonderful joy it is when I began to Understand you....
and then I began to see the God in you...I really do.
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The Root
The healthy beautiful rose had a start,
It's start came from the root that formed it's shape, formed it's beauty and formed it's grace.
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Modern Day love
"They ask why are you single?"
and I reply, "people find love as a game and this is a game that I'm not willing to play."
In playing a game there is always a big chance you can loose.
So I ask the question, "Since when have the man and a woman become opponents in a strong emotion we call love?" A union that validates a beautiful union is now a game?
If so, I can wait because this is a Game That I am Not willing To Play.
True Love awaits.
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The Children of The Fatherless Tribe
The children of the fatherless tribe awaken as babies to the touch of the mothers breast.
The love of the mother's heart.
and the pulse of the mother's heartbeat that gave life to a tribe that would one day become weak.
Weak without the Father's love that could raise a tribe of warriors and although that trait still runs deep
It's been missin'
missin' in action.
As the mother lays on her unfulfilled throne exhausted from giving her all, her vision of loosing her babies to those beastly pirates that invade through the gaps of unprotected love stabs through her heart...
and she bleeds a river of guilt and shame for she can do nothing
nothing but stand by the way side and and watch her tribe grow to rebel or be deceived..
letting false realities drive them to become animals
the young boys of the blazing sun become thieves
chasing money and living in greed
latching on to their bow and arrows helping the pirates to destroy the seeds that sprouted from dark soil and strong roots and...
the girls of the shining moon have become the daughters of the ignored and unseen.
The beauty has vanished leaving the girls of this tribe striving to be lavish
chasing gold and men like nobodies business
for she has lacked the love of man since the beginning of her first breathe.
The Blood
The sweat
the tears
all still linger in the air as it resonates through the veins of those of the fatherless tribe
the babies, boys and girls
young men and young women
that grow to be Kings and Queens
Gods and Goddesses
in A M N E S I A.
For they have not been taught because the mother has grown exhausted and the father is nowhere to be found...
the strong and divine ones that broke themselves out of mental bondage are now the warriors
slaying the wicked forces of the recessives mind body and soul.
Only the strong will survive....and even those of the fatherless tribe...
because the aggression and anger in the hearts of these warriors is limitless....
for the blood, sweat and tears of the mother is why we are fighting to one day have the love of the father.
and the pulse of the mother's heartbeat that gave life to a tribe that would one day become weak.
Weak without the Father's love that could raise a tribe of warriors and although that trait still runs deep
It's been missin'
missin' in action.
As the mother lays on her unfulfilled throne exhausted from giving her all, her vision of loosing her babies to those beastly pirates that invade through the gaps of unprotected love stabs through her heart...
and she bleeds a river of guilt and shame for she can do nothing
nothing but stand by the way side and and watch her tribe grow to rebel or be deceived..
letting false realities drive them to become animals
the young boys of the blazing sun become thieves
chasing money and living in greed
latching on to their bow and arrows helping the pirates to destroy the seeds that sprouted from dark soil and strong roots and...
the girls of the shining moon have become the daughters of the ignored and unseen.
The beauty has vanished leaving the girls of this tribe striving to be lavish
chasing gold and men like nobodies business
for she has lacked the love of man since the beginning of her first breathe.
The Blood
The sweat
the tears
all still linger in the air as it resonates through the veins of those of the fatherless tribe
the babies, boys and girls
young men and young women
that grow to be Kings and Queens
Gods and Goddesses
in A M N E S I A.
For they have not been taught because the mother has grown exhausted and the father is nowhere to be found...
the strong and divine ones that broke themselves out of mental bondage are now the warriors
slaying the wicked forces of the recessives mind body and soul.
Only the strong will survive....and even those of the fatherless tribe...
because the aggression and anger in the hearts of these warriors is limitless....
for the blood, sweat and tears of the mother is why we are fighting to one day have the love of the father.
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A Deeper Love
Escaping from the shallow waters only to dive into the deep end
Letting go of my fears
I drench myself in it
for one who can't swim
I've pushed myself to swim in it
to go through dark paths and trust in it
for it is so real that it revisits me time and time again so I know that is not only real but constant
a deeper love that I'm willing to swim.
Letting go of my fears
I drench myself in it
for one who can't swim
I've pushed myself to swim in it
to go through dark paths and trust in it
for it is so real that it revisits me time and time again so I know that is not only real but constant
a deeper love that I'm willing to swim.
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You are B e a u t i f u l.
leaving footprints across the Sky
A dark path that later became light of dark matter
splattered sparks of light across the sky to shyne bright
a constant reminder to those of this life to look up and remember that those stars are a clear reflection of you
The manifestation of a collected force that will never leave, die, nor vanish
we not only the universe but OmniVerse
miles and miles beyond clouds within the skies and in the depths of the cosmos
we reside
constantly resurrecting ourselves through new flesh and busting through waves
we are here not to be forgotten but to be heard, felt, and seen
invading our warriors dreams at night as visions appear and information lies...is the key for our spirits to move forward
for we are that collected force of one that will remain
and every night the moon shines and leaves those splattered sparks of light we call stars to light up the sky at night .......
those footprints across the Sky is why there's a possibility for you, me, we, and us to shine. Without our light there would be no life*
and even without the light
we still are the darkness at night....but each star amongst the planets is a reminder of you
so look up
you are Beautiful.
A dark path that later became light of dark matter
splattered sparks of light across the sky to shyne bright
a constant reminder to those of this life to look up and remember that those stars are a clear reflection of you
The manifestation of a collected force that will never leave, die, nor vanish
we not only the universe but OmniVerse
miles and miles beyond clouds within the skies and in the depths of the cosmos
we reside
constantly resurrecting ourselves through new flesh and busting through waves
we are here not to be forgotten but to be heard, felt, and seen
invading our warriors dreams at night as visions appear and information lies...is the key for our spirits to move forward
for we are that collected force of one that will remain
and every night the moon shines and leaves those splattered sparks of light we call stars to light up the sky at night .......
those footprints across the Sky is why there's a possibility for you, me, we, and us to shine. Without our light there would be no life*
and even without the light
we still are the darkness at night....but each star amongst the planets is a reminder of you
so look up
you are Beautiful.
Copyright © Journee Sky
All Rights Reserved
All Rights Reserved
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