Blessings

I hear the word in hymns
The word spoken with emotions
It is associated with happiness
Because it carries joy with it

I was told it comes in different forms,
One has their own unique form,
As the creator created us in his form
We all shall know and embrace our unique forms

Patience we are bound to possess,
As only we can suppress the desire of short cuts,
And learn to receive at the right time,
No man knows the right time,
Don’t try to act like it’s a lame man’s time
It is the higher power’s time,
For his time it’s not our time

You cannot track Blessings,
As they do not announce their visit,
You cannot cram their knock,
As they do not tick like a clock
But always have a space,
Where they can find comfort and release their sweet scent
When their scent fills the space
It takes out the bad odour
Suddenly you are easily approachable
That’s why they say when you have them,
You attract good things

IMAGINARY HEAVEN

Inspired by : THE WORD OF GOD

Human creation from the delicate globe,
titled precious planet earth dominated by the coastal blue(ocean).
Mirrored in the phantom sky feature,reflecting lies from the land domainant picture.
In relation with the invisible sphere of gases,the secrete combination to the human quiz(life).
Not from a Scientist or Preffessor of any sort,but from the mighty one himself(GOD).
Confused aren't you? I'm sorry!, I thought we're riding the same horse,
Because in the end we're all of the same cause.
So through deep mentality and true consciousness,
Holly biblical writings and spiritual dominance.
Join me on this journey of Holly prominent.
Don't be scared, take a deep breath.
The one upstairs is guiding us on this Holly path.
Mission accomplished it's a new worl out here(death).
Crystal white floors and milky white walls.
My vision is challenged by the shiny golden doors.
Change of eye sight as I approach the outdoors,
with multi-coloured roses and flowers of all codes.
Now back to the story line and approach the golden doors,
One knock on the big handles superior to human handles.
The doors are pulled inwards as the grand welcome from the Angels.
I see a man sitting on a golden chair surrounded by follows in white gowns,
singing heart healing gospel melodies high,sweet 'n loud.
Now my existance is micro-sized in this crowd.

Don't be ashamed you're not alone.
Keep imagining that image emaging from your mental core.(heavenly thoughts).

KE KGOSI YA DIKGOSI

KE KGOSI YA DIKGOSI,
KE KGOSI YA DIKGOSI.
TUBATUBA,
TSHETLHANA E DIPOA,
KGAKAKGOLO THLOKA MEBALA,
MEBALA E DIKGAKANENG,
MELONG GONE KE KWANA,
E TSERENG MALEO O RRAMOTHO,
GA KE GO BOKE SENATLA,
KE FELA KE GO BALA MABALA A NKWE,
KE KGOSI YA DIKGOSI,

KE KGOSI YA DIKGOSI,
LOSONG LWA GA LO MPHDISITSE,
RATO LA GWE LA NTSHIDISA,
MAUTLWELOBOTLHOKO NTLHANG O A MPARAFARISITSE,
A RE ETLA BAO LO LAPILENG,
SOGE LE TLE LE MO ITHOBELA,
KHUTSO A TLE A FITLHELWE,
KE KGOSI YA DIKGOSI,

KE KGOSI YA DIKGOSI,
MARWA MOTHO,
MORWA MODIMO,
NGWANA RE MO TSALETSWE,
MORWA RE MO FILWE,
KGOSI E MOLEMO,
MOKAEDI YO MONTLE,
FAPANONG TSHOTLEGO A MO IPONETSE,
MASWE RRAMOTHO A MO LERETSE,
NTSWA E LE LESIRA,
MOSESE O MO TSWHANA,
KE KGOSI YA DIKGOSI,
KE KGOSI YA DIKGOSI,
KE KGOSI YA DIKGOSI,

For the bible reads

Release your soul from this chains of sorrow.
fearless hearts of demonic spears,
in your heart you still have this fear.
The stories we were told were never clear,
Of God and Lusifa's fight
the stories are still non clear in our minds that is why they still haunt
us at night.
Our future can never be clearly bright
As they say Lusifa is always on our sight.

Release your soul from this chains of sorrow.
fearless hearts of demonic spears,
in your heart you still have this fear.
The stories we were told were never clear,
Of David and Goliath's fight
God said "THOU SHALL NOT KILL"
But he did send David to kill Goliath
so this stories are still not clear in our minds.

Release your soul from this chains of sorrow.
fearless hearts of demonic spears,
in your heart you still have this fear.
The stories we were told were never clear,
if it's true God knew us before we were born and he knew our  future  Why
did he let Cain kill Abel
For the bible reads God said "THOU SHALL NOT KILL".

Release your soul from this chains of sorrow.
fearless hearts of demonic spears,
in your heart you still have this fear.
The stories we were told were never clear,
of Samson and the Philistines
when Samson killed more than thousands Philistines alone
with God's permission
And don't forget for the bible reads
God said "THOU SHALL NOT KILL"
so this stories are still not clear in our minds.

Release your soul from this chains of sorrow.
fearless hearts of demonic spears,
in your heart you still have this fear.
The stories we read in the bible are never clear
Because most of the killers in the bible are given permission by GOD to
kill and don't forget for the bible reads
God said "THOU SHALL NOT KILL"

how are wish

they label me and call me perfect
they are blinded by these whites which seem so pure
they think my heart is as pure
but only if nthey knew that my heart was longing for that purity

you see i know what is right
but my actions fail to follow my heart
i fail myself soi find myself drowning in sin
whilst the sea of sin is covered in purity
so many think i am saved
whilst my heart longs for that purity

you see i have heard God calling my name
i have seen the path he has laid before me
and yes indeed i followed. . . my body followed whilst my heart was still indulging in sin

so you see that my heart iis longing yet i fail to quench its thirst
my soul is needing yet i fail to satisfy its hunger
cause there is a sin which lives inside of me
there is a sin which is eating me from the inside
and it is s..l..o..wly.. e..a..t..i..n..g me and its slowly eating me
so i find myself praying to God and i run awy from fearing his wrath
i have heard God calling but my sin told me otherwise
so i found myself taking one step torwds God and hundrend miles away from his for every step i take

umoya wami uyalangazelela
umphefumulo wami ukomele
okuyikho ngiyakwazi but syill i fail
so how i wish i could change my reality and turn it into my fantasy
how i wish i could convert this sin breeding in me into a living God
how i wish for a hand to lead down to the living waters. ..  …
how …..i .. ..   wish

christmas

Earth sings, mountains move

Trees noise, seas waves

You creepers, flyer's, swimmers dance

I command you all

Let hands make noise

A crown is born

My beautiful Elevation

I praise you Lord
Beautiful in elevation
Joy of the universe

Father, let Your Holy Spirit
Move in and consume me

Let the true lovers
Break out in praise

Blessed be Elohim
Our mountain

All my praise is dedicated
To You my Master and King

Only You can satisfy
the thirsting of my soul.
You are my living water

Your grace is immeasurable
Your love is inconceivable
Your mercy new each day

Oh, that I may know the power
of the resurrection that
Resides in me!

Give thanks unto the Lord

Seven

For in GOD i am in another mental state
STATE-for which i bring myself that HIM and i can relate
RELATE-for how i speak and sometimes not speak but still
COMMUNICATE -for He hears my every word and this i  know ,for its not up for
DEBATE-of whether its real  to YOU but YOU! cant feel what i feel as i know my
FATE-for when its not too late i alleviate myself for He had come to
LIBERATE-all those who are spiritually,mentally,physically and emotionally

INCARCERATED- by these which are unknown unless clearly
STIPULATED-as  a part  which  is  so  confined  in every mind we need  to be
EXONERATED-as we are  self-blamed  and  dont understand the power that can never be
ESTIMATED-for what  the mind  can not see ,it does not comprehend thus never
AFFILIATED-to be apart of an element of holocaustic measure which we so make as
ABBREVIATED-to shorten the meaning as we do not understand the subject to be
ELABORATED -which  once understood can bring us closer  to

HEAVEN-the place of my eternal bliss and my bread  of life that is complete and
EVEN- which then fills me in every proportion and
EVEN- if I am without stature i maintain character because  i have what I need as
LEAVEN -to heighten my every element ,for in life  I ve found life as  my
HAVEN- as I've found something that gives me everything ;Im going to grasp what's
GIVEN -and live  life in completon like the number
                                 SEVEN

Patiently

Amidst the simple sounds of living-room religion
there is the whisper of something true
– invisible if I were not looking.
There is the blowing of a gentle breeze,
the scent of a coming rain
in the stretched yearning voices lifted
clumsily, without pretense.
In the empty hands
bearing gifts for You
who own cows on hills in thousands
in the simplest sanctuary
with four pink walls
and mostly green carpet.
Where we wait patiently
for Your Glory to fall.

Mk8:34, Jn21:17, 1Co13, He4:12

"Feed My Sheep."
like all that ever mattered was the many
we never gave the time of day
for time's sake:
In all our searching
In all our striving
to find some truth and meaning
deeper water than the world has known
- we searched ourselves
and found it fruitless
- we searched for You
and found it endless.

Meanwhile they were dieing.

"Do You Love Me?"
A bell that tolls to wake my meditation
A knife that cuts to the deepest place;
joints and marrow; soul and spirit

Because love is the anthem.
A song worth singing
above this clanging life.
The haunting of a mourners dirge,
the memory of my life and will.

I stretch out my hands, Oh God.
Lead me where I do not want to go.
No longer a child
Ever your child
I lift this burden on my back
and follow You
to Calvary.