Thank YouA Poem by InfiniteInkThis is my poem to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, I love that guy!
Absolute desire,
You pump love through my veins, Making my once raging and now subtle heart, Beat. Causing each thump, to match the rhythm of angels stringing harps. With every strum of it's mellifluous ring, Bliss begins to soak into my brain flushing joy through my body. Even in the realm of my continuous sin, You adopted me from my filth, Washed me with a liquid passed down through generations of legendary Kings, Mixed in the kingdom the almighty. Once I was clothed in fear, Searching for answers void of existence, to questions born of malice. Seeking revenge against a world who hated me, before my cells aggregated to flesh. Once my dreams were filled with constant screams, Running from devils I created. Constricting my future in ropes of failure, Because all I could ever see was grim's cold blade, Saying you could never be nothing. Before your light illuminated my darkness, Oblivion was my only prayer. How unworthy I felt to be rescued from my demons. Especially when I cursed your name at every chance that beheld me. But you never hated me, You even forgave me, For the fury generated in my heart. So that therefore is the greatest gift of all. The power to overcome the villainy that sought to consume me through my insecurities. You infused greatness in me. Strength to go to depths no man has imagined to be true. Speaking things the world told me could never come to pass. Making it manifest from the trust the rests in the outskirts of my soul. Digging deeper in myself, Finding gems whose value exceed that of anything the world has slaved from the hands of man. Now my resolve is a fire never to be extinguished, For it is lit by the hope that I boldly contain in the confidence of your grace. This my thank you, For never abandoning my self-condemned soul. And accepting me for who I am, Even when I never accepted myself.
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Added on March 14, 2012 Last Updated on March 14, 2012 AuthorInfiniteInkMableton, GAAboutIn the complex realm of ink and paper, my pen reigns as a deity of control, emotion is created through its intuition and its instinct is to be profound and expressive, my pen shall bleed in this realm.. more..Writing
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