I have sought for a calendar with the date of eternity

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I have sought for a calendar with the date of eternity,

On my quest have I trodden on flamey grounds of regret,

Knowledge have crossed my path that I know the identity of the wind,

Though for you I search,

But of another did I find.

Dreams of Day and Night

Benign deny of the night as the moonlight shines upon your eyes,

Revealing your soul to mine;

Naked you are to me in the reflection of the star’s light,

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Benign deny of the night as the moonlight shines upon your eyes,

Revealing your soul to mine;
Naked you are to me in the reflection of the star’s light,

I see your past- your present- and your future;
Your affection I feel;

As You take me to that world where all my heart desires become reality,

Though your love is sweet; but only for a moment.

FEAR AND FAITH

we die every day- and, not because of the science of the flesh described as getting older.
But because we hold up swords of fear, slashing our dreams with lazy attitudes. Having wings but too scared to fly;
afraid to leap off the cliff even with parachute at our backs.

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Let’s resonate your faith with your fears;
as it appears to the be your weapon in despair;
dragged out from your soul- like a sword from its sheath;
like the only content in your one bullet shell;
as you move your vision away from yourself, from your ability to something else;

 
For without fear, faith is extinct- for the correlation between this two is too strong, it’s like a bond, a bond amidst two twinned souls.
And the greatest fear, now, as become, the fear of one’s self,
No one can kill you more than you yourself- for we slaughter snippets of our souls as we procrastinate on our vision, our dreams.

 
we die every day- and, not because of the science of the flesh described as getting older.
But because we hold up swords of fear, slashing our dreams with lazy attitudes. Having wings but too scared to fly;
afraid to leap off the cliff even with parachute at our backs.

 
How then do we get to the sky? Soar among the birds in the cloud?
This battle within the silent chambers of our mind has to be won;
and the ultimate weapon for victory, is the AK47 of Faith.