Repentance

Twisted by my own ways,

the opposite of giving You praise.

Twisted by my own ways,

Oh how yee has little faith.

Holy is His way,

The Word brings forth His praise.

Repentance is what you need 

to enter through His gate.

Vine

Music refreshes my mind

like fruit from a vine. It turns

back the hand of time;

transporting me back to

the day I first heard that sick

rhyme. The intricate flow and

rhythm entices me to stay and

listen...helping to deal with life's 

fluctuating patterns, slicing

through the tension like a knife

dissolving the strife. The beat

hinders the noise in the street.

Its just me, the music, and

the cool breeze.

The final edition:

God refreshes my mind

like fruit from a vine. He

turns back the hand of

time; transporting me

back to the day I first read

that verse. The intricate

meaning and rhythm entices

me to stay and listen...helping

to deal with life's fluctuating

patterns, slicing through the

tension like a knife dissolving

the strife. His Word hinders the

noise in the storm. Its just me,

the spirit, and the cool breeze.

Freedom

𝙰𝚜 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 

𝙸 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎  𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 

𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝 - 𝙸𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 

𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑; 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 

𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚖 ... th𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 

𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚝. 𝙸𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜

𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢

𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝙸'𝚕𝚕

𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚖.  

𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 

𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚠  𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍,

o𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍, 

𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕. 𝚈𝚘𝚞

𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚘

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 - 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎

𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎

𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 o𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎,

𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢

𝚒𝚜 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝(𝚖𝚊𝚜) 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛

𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜

𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎  𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚜. 

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 

𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜.