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The Psalm of a Lover, Before God...
Whom is man that you were mindful of him Father.
These are the words that's oft vexed both Psalmist and Lover
That one God could be so great as to create all this for us
Or that one God could be so mindful as to give every Adam, the Eve he wanted.
That we could be worthy
Enough to plant our Fetus
Within the wombs which were worthy
Of Gods very own Seed
Hail Mary!
Although Ive never been a Psalmist
I've been Blessed to have Loved as a Lover,
A Love that made me want to write Psalms,
While sitting in wonder under the stars
A love that made me ask, "Whom is man that you were mindful of him Father".
An indescribable Love
A love so thoughtful,
That should my mile became too long, She would help remove these shoes
Reassure and anoint the soles of my foots
A love so Mindful,
She would diligently clean the dust off from under my shoes,
With a heart of appreciation and gratitude,
For serving its purpose, lest a stone should harm my foot
A Love that Supersedes all forms of Logic understanding and reason.
Bret Rice said it best when he said
"I want my back to beaten with cat o'nine tails"
Beaten, As they did the Son of Man.
Yes I want my back to be Beaten, even likewise, In order to be edified, prepared and strengthened,
To the point where,
I’ll always be strong enough to carry her cross on her behalf
A love so pure yet so deep,
I want to get to know her inside out
I want to...
Explore the very bonds that holds her every last atom together, So that I know which bonds,
I should build on to reinforce and fortify any weaknesses, she may or may not,
Yet Know about.
Deeper yet,
I want My spirit to pray for yours on its own accord,
Way Before my mind would even conceive such a thought.
A prayer, long yet intimate and beautiful, like the lyrics to the song
That now orchestrates every beat of my heart. Since the first day you came along
But until that day came,
I could have never fathomed that only one God could be so Great
It was Impossible to wrap my mind around what his hands could possibly create
But now I'm reminded of his capabilities every time when I See your face.
(Inspired by Bret Rice': Crucifixion type love)
These are the words that's oft vexed both Psalmist and Lover
That one God could be so great as to create all this for us
Or that one God could be so mindful as to give every Adam, the Eve he wanted.
That we could be worthy
Enough to plant our Fetus
Within the wombs which were worthy
Of Gods very own Seed
Hail Mary!
Although Ive never been a Psalmist
I've been Blessed to have Loved as a Lover,
A Love that made me want to write Psalms,
While sitting in wonder under the stars
A love that made me ask, "Whom is man that you were mindful of him Father".
An indescribable Love
A love so thoughtful,
That should my mile became too long, She would help remove these shoes
Reassure and anoint the soles of my foots
A love so Mindful,
She would diligently clean the dust off from under my shoes,
With a heart of appreciation and gratitude,
For serving its purpose, lest a stone should harm my foot
A Love that Supersedes all forms of Logic understanding and reason.
Bret Rice said it best when he said
"I want my back to beaten with cat o'nine tails"
Beaten, As they did the Son of Man.
Yes I want my back to be Beaten, even likewise, In order to be edified, prepared and strengthened,
To the point where,
I’ll always be strong enough to carry her cross on her behalf
A love so pure yet so deep,
I want to get to know her inside out
I want to...
Explore the very bonds that holds her every last atom together, So that I know which bonds,
I should build on to reinforce and fortify any weaknesses, she may or may not,
Yet Know about.
Deeper yet,
I want My spirit to pray for yours on its own accord,
Way Before my mind would even conceive such a thought.
A prayer, long yet intimate and beautiful, like the lyrics to the song
That now orchestrates every beat of my heart. Since the first day you came along
But until that day came,
I could have never fathomed that only one God could be so Great
It was Impossible to wrap my mind around what his hands could possibly create
But now I'm reminded of his capabilities every time when I See your face.
(Inspired by Bret Rice': Crucifixion type love)
Published 11th Mar 2013
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11th Mar 2013 7:01pm
11th Mar 2013 7:24pm
Much appreciated response Brethren.
I tried to explore the relationship between man, woman and God, with love being the Medium that weaves through all three, yet ultimately ties back to the love of God.
I don't feel like I did the idea Justice, feels like there's some parts missing. But ay I guess sometimes poetry should just be shared as it comes out right.
One Love.
I tried to explore the relationship between man, woman and God, with love being the Medium that weaves through all three, yet ultimately ties back to the love of God.
I don't feel like I did the idea Justice, feels like there's some parts missing. But ay I guess sometimes poetry should just be shared as it comes out right.
One Love.
