Without, I die...Tree branches caught in whirling walls of aether,Without, I die... by Tuishimi
Snapped from their trunk, brittle and inflexible,
My faith is weak.
Evidence is an unending heat
Scorching doubt and worry...
But I, I apply protection;
Without life giving sap
Leaves will whither and die,
Flowers will never form,
And I will rot.
The branch needs the trunk,
The trunk roots in Jesus,
And I need the Creator.
dArama?Scramble-scrape of puppy claws on tiledArama? by Tuishimi
As the red ball rolls past,
Upsetting the quorum
Helicoptor in a wind storm
One hundred, eighty degrees later,
"Yap yap yap!"
[That's MY red ball!]
Harlot No MoreFor am I not beloved?Harlot No More by Tuishimi
Jericho had to fall and with it
Foul men of foul deeds.
The blood of children was nothing
They lived for the body, not the mind.
I lived for the body, not the mind.
But where there was fear there was hope.
Hope became faith.
Faith saved me.
I may not know
What may come...
But I know my God
And I trust Him
Not the future.
|Love is more...|
|A poem for my tarantulas.|
Married, 2 kids, software engineer.|
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