Petrified and mystified 

Your love is her eternal dove

she can breathe with Your ease

The purity of Your security

Is the amenity to her identity

she inhales Your truth

You exhale her walking proof

To push through the fearful aloof

dread is her paralyze 

You are her Analyze 

You loved her when she didn’t see

All she wanted was to chase what’s not meant to be

But You stilled her heart

Now You and her are never apart 

You were her link in her sink

You are the rhyme in her chime

she’s running straight to Your drumming 

she will keep humming

she finds rest in her Cornerstone Best

her hinderance is now Your deliverance 

she wants to quit 

You love her through her submit

You show her why she cannot sit 

You are her patient agent 

You’re showering her why she cannot stop Your powering 

she will cry You will testify

Petrified and mystified 

Your love is her eternal dove 

she can breathe with Your ease 

You feed her to be 

she’s now set free

You are gliding her out of hiding 

her rapid beats are Your radiated heats

her needless tears are Your loving cheers 

her sliding in fear is Your infinite years 

To the truthful walk in her talk 

Of glory to glory 

she is Your story 

she is Your exclusion 

Of a resurrected inclusion 

she wants to quit 

You love her through her submit 

You show why she cannot sit

You show her the purpose of her storm 

You show her why she cannot conform

You need her to embrace the transform

her clouded dome is Your Heavenly Home 

Petrified and mystified 

Your love is her eternal dove 

she can breathe with Your ease

she isolates You suffocate

The lies that ties 

The fused I’s and the why’s

You are mused by her refuse

You clear the aloof with Your truth

her clouded dome is Your Heavenly Home

You illuminate to rejuvenate the madness in her sadness 

she rejects mans manipulations 

And her anxiousness awaits Your stipulations 

In the midst of her is already May

she fights to cling to Your Way

You are her link that prevents her sink

she’s never far from reaching Your stars 

You are her continual protection of her rejection

Until You’re ready to set her free

You will hold her key

Then she will see and be 

No more hiding 

No more sliding 

her hovering is Your covering 

she’s now discovering 

her love is Your eternal dove

she can now fly through Your sky 

her caterpillar catapulted into Your butterfly 

Poet’s Note: My commitment based faith trumps, my interwoven emotions. He guides me as His chosen to express, and confess my stress. This is an entirely new realm for me. I don’t recognize the godly daughter my King is transforming me to be. This is a newness I’m discovering with Him. When I come to this panicked place, my self-made resolutions were such broken habits: from drunken slumber, to defiling my temple with meaningless sex, with a man that’s not my ribcage. I was once blind to my true identity but now I see. Now that I’ve been made anew, the broken solutions, I once clung to aren’t even an option. 

I ran track in high school, 400 meter hurdles; and the running concept has spilled in all areas of my life. God is walking me through the wrecking of no more running. I just want to pick up leave, and start over. Yet my King has planted me in areas, that makes me so uncomfortable. He’s making me walk through these anxious emotions His way, which is a whole new everlasting world of wonder.

I wish I can sew together my cloak of invisibility, that hides me forever. But my King doesn’t want that. And I want my King, no matter what. So I submit to His will as petrifying and raw as that leads. 

No more running or hiding. I still say yes and choose Him. Even through walking in this unknown, He’s the greatest love of my life. He’s the greatest love ever shown. He’s the only one that turned my darkness to His light. And I’m in the best hands possible. So my eyes will be forever fixed on Him. His voice > _____. 

Sink or swim I’m all in. He’s already saved me so many times, in the past and even now. His love is endless, not just for me, but for all His fellow chosen. Because my King is showing me, there’s no fear in love: His way, not mine. Forever His. Blessings my fellow chosen. 


7 thoughts on “Dove

  1. Yess!!! #daughtertotheKing #poetryslam so proud of you!! Keep clinging to God, as he walks you through these emotions. You’re more than a runner, you’re a conqueror and an overcomer!!! Love you!! 😘😘😘😘💞🙏🏾👏🏾👏🏾

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