Shalom🙏🏽

An embedded arrow from Cupid’s mystique bow      
It’s now up to me to sow the seeds of love and reap the benefits of its growth      
Whoever the receiver in the lifespan makes me a believer      
Those piercing arrows make the heart feel beautifully adorned      
Warm, all fuzzy inside, after time, then spiritually conform      
Not to worry, everyone has had their company, for sure      
Trying to keep the spark of emotions in the creation of a higher self, one must endure      
      
My intentions to self-love have never been detoured, or evaporated into thin air      
No tears, no fears, henceforth, it’s time to elevate your presence in the commencement of salvation not rooted in chairs      
You will never decipher the will of my thoughts, they're not sold, there're not bought    
Mankind cannot provide anyone else hope, their wishes found in lost dreams    
My rod and thy staff comfort me into the midst of misery as Psalms and Revelations I hear in my ear earthly sings    
Keep your strife, keep your anger, life’s depravity reverberates as Hell upon your dark mind festers when it rings    
    
The path in life is narrow    
What you do with your eyes, has passed through my bone marrow    
I have faith to always keep my eyes on the Sparrow    
Lost souls wailing in self-pity upon words, no rebirth within the setting    
Yet you still curse your own existence upon the sounds of vetting    
The valley of the dry bones, low vibrational clones of time, trapped in your own demise, manifesting your own guilt    
Love and peace must be found, no escape through the placenta, birth, freedom only in death, these are the walls Jericho bult    
Spare me your shame games    
Fire and Water both offer comfort, touched by Gaia's wraith they both bring pain    
My intellect is divinely coveted upon the strands upon my head ordained in Elohim’s name    
    
The Book Of The Dead confessed out the synagogue of your mouth partaking in truth or dare      
Each day praised as living life on a wing and a prayer      
Standing tall as I should, would, or ever could      
      
Witnessed life taken, as the miraculous gift of birth      
Shadows in the winds I have chased in the dark, unclean hands, and twisted demonic tongues
Will never have a place lead by the Sun, the forsaken ideology only brings self a manmade curse      
In Heaven and on Earth      
Reach out and touch the helm of your garment and then tell me your true worth    
Stooping, or bending, have never been my priority, my creed      
My sovereignty is baptized by my pilgrimage once a crown of thorns begins to bleed    
Thistles under the path of my journey’s feet, yet, in Him my salvation shall be reached    
The sacred benediction that resides in me, sets the core of my psyche free, a sacred vessel where my spirit reaches the eighth wonder by Heaven’s degrees
Why would I descend from that
I have visited the nine dimensions, Bastet unto the Nile, the Utopia Rite of passage shadows the Cat
Running against the wind, God, what a beautiful sight to holistically see      
My heart, mind, body, and soul blend as I flee      
Whistling echoes stained upon the branches tell the secret of the towering tress    
To the unrest resonances that funnels in the deep sea    
Breaths of life rendered as one with infinity      
    
The embracing sky, the gentle breeze kissing my soft skin      
The aura of me, no beginning or no end      
Therefore, no more chains to hinder the intellect of my mind      
I do as I say under God’s Heavenly chimes      
So, unto this beautiful day in time      
I’m free, as I enjoy the arch of my rainbow slide    
No weapons formed against thee shall prosper, from rockets to falling missiles    
I bow unto His words by the Crowns Of Thorns Upon Thistles    
    

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