Jesus
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Spherical are my eyes. I view inward and see my core. Roving thoughts, depth is measured Years attained and those to be, Retrospect and future, I shall e’er explore. Spherical is my soul. Perfectly round circle – radius extends . Rotating around my vertical axis. Circle to Sphere – death to life. Spirituality, inner Spirit Read more
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But He knows the way that I take; When He has tested me, I shall come forth as gold. Job 23:10 O that I should look upon the past Still salvaging pieces of things You will outlast Gripping struggles gone long ago Greener pastures, whiter snow. But what is this pain inside my core? A reminder! Read more
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“For who knoweth what is good for man in this life, all the days of his vain life which he spendeth as a shadow? for who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun?” Ecclesiastes 6:12 (NKV) Our nature fallen Our paths so sullen; Pathetic attempts seeking Fulfilled hearts swollen. Those Read more
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O, Love… All man surely has seen love – from mother’s eyes to mourning dove. Seen with naive, self-reasoned promise, there is a correct course, it’s only our own strayed, amiss. For the foundation of mankind shall defiantly unwind if he should believe power should cause true love to cower. So then in the face Read more
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…and Your Love along a path blissfulness be God in heart His eyes follow me. ever watching a meandering child heart now pure but once defiled. a scent abounds and fills the air each breath I take Your heartfelt care. i step, and step again, to new places, and Your Love follows. further down the Read more
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