Him

Him

I was meant to be
With Him
I was created to live
With Him
I was given wings to fly only
With Him


I was meant to flourish
With Him
I was made to grow and
Become more
With Him
I was made to be in love
With Him


Who is this Him
I speak of?
Our living, breathing God,
Creator, Master, Lord
So do not be ashamed
To lift up Holy Hands
If it is Him whom you adore
This Our Yahshua
For only He is where
Our eternity dwells
And His Beauty reigns
Supreme!

Turning

Turning

Turning,
Turning
Our whole planet
Always turning
Night to day
Day to night
Light to dark
Darkness to light
Always on the move

Even this our very selves
As on this moving world
Constantly do we dwell
Each an eternal spirit
Moving, turning through
Each day
To the left or
To the right
Toward the dark or
To the light

Turning to God’s perfect love
To fill your spirit from above
Or
To the darkened concept
Of the narcissistic self
One leads to destructive death
The other to an incomprehensible
Wealth
These two sides to life
We seem to have been dealt

But the choice is yours
Turning to one side or
The other
To destroy or to lift up
Your sisters, your brothers
So that as through our lives
We’re turning along
Only to one of these
May you ultimately belong