Though the situation of life warrants_
I act as if_
There won't be better chance
Though it pricks my heart
As the ardent desires is so attractive
Seeming my hope is full
Yet will I wait
Till my change has fully comes
Till I reach the climax of all
Though am thirsty
Yet will I not rush
For there's a spring of living water
Grumpy in his vineyard
Though this aroma
Is so salivating
Yet will I tarry
Till I'm ripe to eat it's fruit
For I've come to know;
Supposed Eve has waited_
She would have had_
The nourishment of her desires.
I've come to realized;
If Samson could tarry little_
He would have wipe off_
His enemy without dying alongside.
Has the Apostles not tarry
The gnashing of the Pentecost
Would have belude them
Revival would instead have tarried.
The meriment of the lustful pleasure
Is just but for a season
So I'll wait
Till I could have its fullness
I've come to realized
Elisha doesn't just desired
But tarry still with Elijah
For passover of the mantle
"We'd not go" saith Moses
"But tarry and wait_
Until thy Presence_
Has abide with us on our way"
For mouth cannot explain
Nor perceived by the ear
What thou hast prepared
For those patiently waiting on you
For they that waited on the Lord_
Will have their strength renewed_
Mounting up with wings as of eagle_
Runneth and never be wearied.
The salivating of my lustful desires
Cannot be compared_
To the longing hope_
Awaiting me as I tarried still.
Though am waiting_
Yet will I not settle for less,
But rather in my tarriness_
Will keep striving for the bes.
I'll wait
And suppressed my hunger
Irrespective of the salivating desires
I'm on fasting for the best.
©™ Babalola Ademola S
(iamHERITAGE)
+2348133641380
No comments:
Post a Comment