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Love Is

...love is comparable to a waterfall.
Forever running; never a drought.

Love is true, pure, and natural:
Up-springing life, over and over:
Filled to the brim of the bank,
Everlastingly at it.

Love continuously flows
From one temple to another:
Heart to heart.

Love is...

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God Never Changes

People do not remain the same:
                    Born today, die another.
Only ELOHIM, He will not change;
                    HE loved you then and He will forever.
But people will not remain the same:
                    Come the resurrection, then perfection.
And still ELOHIM, HE will not change:
                    Worthy of glory; Hallelu-Yah, HE is Set Apart as Holy!

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Pressing On

Yes, I’ve been struggling
But I never gave up
Just kept asking my Father
Teach me to drink from this cup

Many days, I’ve fallen
Many nights have passed me by 
When it is that I‘m calling
He wipes the tears of my cry

Father, forgive me
I’ve done it all over again
So many times as the one before
Have I committed this sin

So YHUH, help me
Teach me to go and sin no more
Cause I feel I’m not going to make it 
I really want to live forevermore

In Yahushua's’ Name

Amen

Then there was silence, and HE said,

A just man falls seven times (but he gets back up)
Never does he stay down (he gets back up)
Keep trying to be true through the pain
He keeps pressing on, (pressing) pressing all the way.

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Tears of a Flower

The raindrops on a flower are still for a moment,
But the dew that rolls off of its petals fall, as do tears.
Beautiful is the woman who chooses to bloom into perfection.
Even through the storms and strong winds,
She bows in worship and gives ELOHIM praise.
Withstanding the pressures that may come,
She lets go, and let ELOHIM!

Finally; no more hurt, no more pain.

The falling tears of a flower brings joy and strength after the rain.

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Life Goes On

No, I cannot remember the moment life began for me in my mother’s womb: You know, a 
brand new creation after leaving my father to stick to my mother for nine months, like would never happen again.  
 
Neither can I remember when I traveled the birth canal to enter the world that awaited my presence. Actually, they were the wrong hands that I entered: the very ones that 
disconnected me from my mother and slapped me on the bottoms to hear me say what was on my mind, just for that moment!  
 
I do believe most of us have been there. 
 
Well, here’s a bit more that we can agree on: 
 
From there, life goes on….

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Still Connected

From planted seeds, trees have grown.
My hope, regards this scene, is to remind you of home.

Rooted and grounded have the trees come to be.
From different forests, though, are both you and me.

Yet, like one tree that grows and bares many branches:
Rather northward, to the south, eastward, or to the west;

And no matter where fruits from a tree are selected.
I want you to know we're still connected.

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Dear Father Yah

Dear Father YAH,

It's me again, your child, the sinner.
The love of my life is no longer around again.
When that love was present, oh how did I feel like a winner!
Now, it's back to the old drawing board again.

So vividly, I recall you saying, let your heart not be troubled.
I remember mentioning to my love, "You are the only one who can trouble my heart".
Now it is as, my mind easily becomes doubled.
I know this way ought not to be, but now, why is it so difficult to uphold my part.

I'm really feeling as one struggling with wretchedness.
I need to refocus; I need YOUR Help to remain set-apart.
ELOHIM, send YOUR Presence upon me, and may I catch it.
For there is nothing else within this universe that will set still my heart...

Dear Father YAH.

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Her Beauty: Darkness Kh

From the start, it was always there.
From it, came forth all sights considered to be visually beautiful.
Its power, so great it produces love.
In many, it establishes a certain fear of the unknown.
From the beginning to the end, there is nothing greater.
Her melanin, the beauty of darkness.

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He, She, Eclipse, Beautiful

All day long, he, shines as the fire in the sky.

All through the night, she, follows the brightness of his light.

He - is her Sun.
She - is his Moon.

When they eclipse into One Accord, beautiful, are they to behold.

Yes, we are beautiful to behold.