LOVE
Whatsoever
you possess, however great you are Spiritually, may be your own greatness is in
accuracy of prophecy, or faith that can move mountains or the dead, sick and
afflicted retuned to normalcy by just a spoken word. You may even possess this
and many more but if you don’t have charity, the WORD of God put you in the
light of an empty barrel, producing great noise when knocked at. Prophecy will fail
one day, the curtains of faith will be drawn, Speaking, blasting with tongues
of men and Angels will cease but charity will and can never fail.
LOVE
Far beyond
the climax of their thinking
For I had
been before their landing
I molded
the foundation of the earth
Brought in
a new breath;
It was
known as the new path
I don’t
curl on a yielding stick
Neither do
I rage so quick
For I am
but so meek
I know not
the streets of pride
Nor the
knowledge to gride
But the
wings to glide
I have to
the fullness
I have
never danced with vanities
Nor drank
with deceitfulness
No memories
of having plucked
The fruits
that aren’t ripped.
Nothing of
that has happened
And never;
for such is a guff
To the
ingredients of my stuff
For I am
not lust but Love
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