The one whose heart is pure

In the dead roo of night

When my mind is dreaded underneath the dark windy skies and petals fall off this rose of mine.....

The one whose heart is pure looks beyond what mosten do...

Like a sentry, He keeps watch over me, every instant of time and shows me His love is true...

When society tells me that I need some bucks rolling to be cool, 

He reminds me of His precious word over my life that is true.....

His grace is a tempest of love, so beautiful and wild...

When trouble befalls me and overshadows my light, 

He lights up the way and whispers in my ear, 

I am with you.

The one whose heart is pure fights all my battles and resques me...

When men replace me, 

He holds my hand and reminds me of how ai am worth dying for...

The one whose heart is pure whispers and says 'I am with you and I will never leave you....

When am stuck with guilt, pain, shame, regrets and condemnation,

His word reminds me that He paid it all on the cross when He gave His life for me..

And I am free....

Despite my faults, He still calls me His own ..

His banner over me is love, steadfast and ever flowing..

He is my first, and only true love..

The one whose heart is pure will never leave me nor forsake me,

He provides all of my needs according to His riches in Glory! 

And i can do all things through Him...

My years are his and my life is absolutely meaningless without Him.

*Jesus*

Cryptic Existence

Reflecting on myself feels utterly alien....
Ardent compulsion to being a better me....
Infinity and invisibility
Is my existence,  my own illusion......
Am I completely there?

Once I was lost in the infertile existence of my soul....
To drill a hope in the inundated soul was profoundly difficult as gale had blown away the talisman.....
But as the saying goes,  after every storm the sun will smile,  sol married with the skies and beauty with purpose was reborn......

Now free from the chains of social acceptance and prison society has created for everyone struggling for recognition...
Trading  life for existence,  love for money,  freedom for safety,  or didnity for acceptance.
I won't put my life on the line......

Everyting exists for a reason,  and behind that there is a meaning....
Without birth and death,  life would be stagnant,
Without freedom there would be no safety, 
Without the clouds in the skies,  rains wouldn't fall,
Without rythym and sound,  what is music?
Without struggles, trials and failures,  success would be absolutely meaningless.....

Now imagine a day with complete absence of sol,  absolute gloom......

If I could imagine life without God,  I would not be in existence.