The Preffered
Within the calmness
of my quiet moments
I can sense the solitude
calling out to me with urgency,
quietly taking over my being.
It seems as if the depth
of the oblivion force reaches
out with a pull so powerfully
impressed into my being
with deafening calmness,
so beautifully filled with bliss.
This calmness of the Spirit
magnificently engulfed my being
and so majestically
my heart resonates with
joyful tenderness to its call.
Its unction pressed so subtly
upon my consciousness
with its signature of
profound Peace.
I am the preferred elect-priest,
worthy and accepted
The beloved hierophant
triumphant one.
Holding out the
sceptre of righteousness.
Walking in faith, love and victory,
for the help of the almighty
guide and guards me.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All rights reserved.
Copyright © Emeka Mokeme | Year Posted 2018
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