Mar 14, 2014 18:57
"I hear.. "Hold to the Light!"
Even while the outside storm rages
Well today my clouds are dim
and flurrries of thunderstorms
blow my tattered soul astray.
Even still..
holding to the light...
I hear my Grandmothers recorded voice play.
Resounding into the casms of my spirit.
Her voice strongly present in an Anointing
of a God Like Power!.
that transubstanciates
the very confines of her Mortal Sleep.
Challening me from beyond the grave!
to Hold!
With everything in Me
I want to believe
that Her and I can speak
I would lay in her bosom
and let those quiet words rush warm over me
Her words so Present!..
Our worlds.. so Far apart!.
Each Word
pours into my spirit
causing cherry blossoms to grow in my mind
& Lotus flowers to grow in my soul.
Opening up every ounce of strength
& Affirming roots
Into a soil of something
I feared
I had no longer believed.
Even still...
Im holding!.....
& I Just cant let go!
Holding
to all the things I know to be True!.
If not by my own Power;
or Strong Will
then be it to all the claims & Promises
that God made to my Grandmother!
And
I will be standing still!!!
With Knowing;
that God speaks past and Present
and HIS plans for Me
Will Enumerate the Stars.. Unhinge the Moon
& Quantify the Galaxies..
If I only dared to count them.
I must Hold on!
So;
I say to you what my Grandmother spoke to me
and the Spirit of God
Said to Her
"Hold On!"
"Your change is coming!"
but you have to.
"Hold to the Light!!"
@ BakariPoet 5'14