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A LIGHT, ROSE AND BUTTERFLY


Listen closely as i
Stain your eardrums with
My vocal residue…
Pretending your imagination
Is a white canvas that
I….
the artist..
Splatter colors on
With my syllables….
Sentences…. and
Fragment statements….
That reflects an image…
VIVID IMAGES
tiny lights described as figments...
flickering as if the bulb was loose...
flashes of the words...
failure...success...
loneliness...abuse...
blessings...greatfull....
GOD...YES!!!...
the ALMIGHTY...
the bulb is instantly tightned...
SHINE....this little light of mine....
will i feed my soul with the food of
faith...joy...grace...forgivness for HEAVEN'S SAKE???
YES....and so i dont ever go hungry...THE LOVE OF GOD...


and i will....


keep pumping like a steam engine
up a steap hilll..
i think i can...
yes...i...
know i can...
be that item that 2pac described as...
A ROSE THAT GREW FROM CONCRETE....
thorns pricking the enemies' fingers...(GOD'S power so i cant be touched)
with blood drops sweating down my petals...(blood of the SON)
or i can be...
a catipillar with legs missing...
half inching its way into a cacoon....
spining that tangled web i wove...
over and over again...
wanting that inner butterfly to be exsposed...
desperatly awaiting the sun rays...
to cover my wings with the help of GOD
being the wind beneath them....
LORD lift me up and put the enemy
beneath my feet...
by the authority of the
LORD JESUS CHRIST
my savior that paid the way...
i can and i will...
be used for what GOD chose of me...
his servant...doing his will....


So when night falls i...
remember to check the bulbs tightness...
by simply asking the LORD to
strenghthen me and that i not be decieved...
so i can continue to transform into that....
rose...or....
butterfly if you will....

Written by Frstladylsm


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