Beauty In Brokenness

Beauty in Brokenness

I wore Patience as a covering in the scorching desert of my dreams.
The dreary days of solitude, turned to isolation while in wait.
All from living in barren lands filled with immense angst.
Where both life and beauty have gone astray.

Yet even in the absence of such lovely adornment, his peace was held by the ever flowing fountain of grace.
That which falls from the highest heavens

Yet In the rage of his internal expressions for more, grief befell him as many drops of the rain of ruins.
The reservoir from which that judgment fell, was held by the same sky to give me breath, and life in my chest.

There's been many days of disastrous pain, and long years of dreadful fears. All which flowed into sorrowful tears. However the river of might created by my deep grief, grew for me a field of my deepest dreams

So,My heart will not give out, though it cries for the richness of relief. For the promises of peace and purpose, joyfully dance in prosperity's light.
Something that I will seek with all my might.
A vision of reality much too spectacular to forgo.

For my faith that held as a bright star in the dark sky, and it blessed my ascent to heights of immeasurable delight. Those Visions from afar, had in decades past.
Billowed from my heart with no hint of a crash.

Weeks in the wilderness could not stifle the surge of love, Flowing from thy heart.
In my day of victory, I was crowned in majesty, for such cherish-able works of art.
Given flight as an eagle with no fainting in my strength.

I became the modern Moses of my day. Leading my people to a land sweet, and fulfilling.
With no suffering or killing, of that which is lovely to the eyes, and merry to the soul.

So In silence I groaned, while muted I was Miserable.
Still, Understanding the greater purpose.
I became invincible, for my heart could not conceive.
nor my mind perceive, the wonder of workings that taken place through me, by faith through grace.