Put on the Armor of God

 

The Armor of God

10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11 Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. 12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13 Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14 Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place,15 and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16 In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one.17 Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.

18 And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people.19 Pray also for me, that whenever I speak, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel, 20 for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may declare it fearlessly, as I should.

              ~ Ephesians 10

The Prophecy Then

 

  Did it ever occur to you, 

       That I was sent to Protect you...

Protect you in the Spiritual Realm...

           But you sent your Angel away. 

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I can feel you. Screaming. 

  Gut nervous. Adrenaline rush. 

I can feel when you are throbbing. 

  The sensation below my gut. 

I feel the angst in my chest. 

  A nervous run around. 

The butterflies, the deep unrest

  The off hours of sleep and sound. 

This is not unusual, but it's so much intenser now

It rushes my entire body, 

   The marker only of your energy. 

The signature you are. 

    The space you emit. 

I know it all too well. 

And oh, My Love...

  Won't you settle down. 

I am going nowhere. 

  Together we are safe and sound. 

Abide me this, My Sweetest Love...

  Sift your fears and put them down. 

I am patient in all of this, 

  Receiving what you send out. 

But when you catch me, 

  Know my intent. Complex and Tantrically in Love. 

I have intentions of pleasuring you Euphorically

  Before we cuddle up. 

This I know, 

  Will scare you most...

So I beg you not to run. 

  Doesn't mean we don't slow it down...

While we bask abit of the Sun. 

And as the moon turns us both. 

  As it always has, 

Yes I will look up and know, 

  The Moon lays in both our skies. 

Patience is a virtue. And I understand time. 

But I do hope if you decide otherwise...

       You will at least lend me a Goodbye. 

  

The Employment

 

    I wait for Spirit. 

           That is My job. 

All Those Years Ago

   

I told him I love you...

   All those years ago. 

He mascaraded as an ally, 

   compassion an undertone. 

He said he spoke to you, 

  and relayed your words allegedly. 

He told me you said it was intense, 

  But that you'd only end up hurting me. 

I wonder now, 

  What was said, 

Knowing he lied for so long. 

He wanted from me, 

  What was long before dead...

And he took enjoyment 

  Out of procuring that wrong. 

And when he confessed 

   What he had done...

I can not tell you how my heart sank. 

He said he turned you against me...

  A straw on the camel's back. 

He said it with a smirk and delight, 

  Ignorant in anchoring my wrath. 

That's when it burned. The Light that would ignite...

And all would go up in flame

  That's when I knew for this I could never forgive him,

And I started screaming out your name. 

  It was always there, the undertow...

  Knowing what I know...

But this anchored so deep, and I became enraging fury, 

  At the thing he had stolen from me. 

For this was Love. A Destiny written. 

  

  He had no right to touch. 

He meddled though, and I did not know

 

And for this he will pay so much. 

  

And when I had Learned, 

   This vile thing...

I felt to the core what he feels now

  But that was just the Hand of Divinity. 

And I paid my dues. Did my deeds. 

Maybe that was the point for us to be. 

But truly I had lovedand forgiven him. 

Now, perhaps though I see. 

  I am the Karma. Of which he stole....

When between us, He had intervened. 

I belong in your bed, I always had. 

  It was more than destined to be. 

Serendipity married Fate

  

  The day you and I said "Hi". 

Now what he stole from the both of us, 

  Is his greatest Wish,  so vehemently denied. 

I did not mean, 

  For it to go this way....

That was never my intention at all. 

   But it is the way the cards would play. 

It is the way they would fall. 

Now what's in hand I keep close to chest, 

  But I guess not to chest at all. 

For in my poetry I confess, 

  The writings on the wall. 

He Wanted to Know

 

He wanted to know why I love him. 

  It is because, in his presence, it feels like home. 

He wanted to know why I love him. 

  It is because, through space and time, 

I can not stop feeling his Soul. 

  He wanted to know why I love him. 

It is because it is something, 

  I have always known. 

He wanted to know why I love him. 

  It is because I know 

He never let go. 

  It is within How I love him

That I have discovered a much higher road. 

He wanted to know why I love him

  But somethings are just meant to be. 

Love is a feeling, and not a choice, 

  And for so long, our love 

Even eluded me. 

  He wanted to know why I love him. 

It's because I think he is beautiful. 

  He wanted to know why I love him. 

It is because I gave him permission to Own. 

He wanted to know why I love him. 

It is because he still comes in my dreams. 

  He wanted to know why I love him. 

It's because I feel him haunting me,  in the 5D. 

He wants to know why I love him. 

  It's because his mind is a puzzle I keep. 

It is because he is the equal and opposite of me. 

  And of his mind,  

   respected and adored, mad as it can be. 

He wanted to know why I love him. 

  It's because every touch he stole 

Still remains in my memory. 

  He wants to know why I love him, 

It's because he owns the only key. 

  He wanted to know why I love him. 

It's due to the notion 

  That for him, I made myself as vulnerable as can be. 

  He wonders why I love him...

  But it is traced back in ancient memory. 

An intimacy gone furied with Passion

  A heart that overflows. 

He wonders why I love him. 

  It's because I gave him my Soul. 

   

The Truth that may Elude You

 

What you see in me...

   There is an equal and maybe opposite in you. 

A love like this, 

  

     Can only go both ways. 

So I know you are hiding it away. 

Imperfections and all...

  Walking human chains...

The truth is...

  You are my equally yolked

Somewhere within, 

  Still deeply tucked away. 

A Love like this, 

  MUST go both ways. 

So whatever doubts you have....

Please just put them away. 

I am a mirror to your greatest beauty

  And I am not one to shy away. 

What is in me, 

  You contain in equanimity. 

An opposition, 

  Of Polar Strengths, and Polar Opposites 

But an equality nonetheless. 

  You may not think yourself worthy, my Dear...

But this is actually your chance to be blessed. 

  And if that not, 

What you want afterall...

  Well of free choice and will, 

We must obey. 

  But in case I needed to say this...

I just wanted to make sure 

  I say what I need to say. 

To My Love

 

You may not believe in prayer. 

     Pray anyways. 

Command your authority in the spiritual realm. 

  Perhaps what God the world seeks...

Is only one face of many

  But be not fooled by HIS Ultimate Authority. 

The full nature of God 

  May elude us all; 

Pray anyways. 

  Let it go. 

My Love....

  You have to let it all go. 

Command His attention. 

Ask your spirit guides and Angels 

  To fight your battles for you. 

You may not know...

But I had long been talking with them. 

I had seen them in this, 

From the first time we began to share ourselves..

  With the other. 

Our Spirit teams were in full throttle 

When we came together. 

It was the first I had ever witnessed 

   Such a thing on somebody I loved. 

I knew then, what I know now. 

And when I left...

It was because my own told me I had to go. 

But alas...

  They communicate once more. 

Yours & Mine....

Expediting this one more chance, 

That seems to be written in our timeline. 

So no....

Be not fooled by your mind, My Love. 

Pray anyways. 

  They can not help you, 

If you do not ask. 

  Keep a humble heart, and let them take up your retribution for you. 

Until that time...

  I will be here...

Just on the other side. 

In Love & War: The Second Chance

 

Walk through your death....

    And then come back to me. 

Consecrated

 

Lately....

   I swear I am feeding off the light. 

I eat once a day...

  Somedays half a meal. 

But I feel right. 

    My water intake...

Down, Down...

   Maybe it's the love...

That has to go around. 

  And I find my Strength. 

Gotta send momma's love in rounds...

All the animals doting.

Lately, 

  I feed off the music, readings, and resting. 

Sound them in my ears, 

  To serve her, 

While ignoring her Demons projecting. 

  

I purge in my writing. 

I ignore the Devil calling. 

Lately I swear...

  It is finally Light, 

Of which I am digesting. 

  Finally Light, 

On what I'm intaking

All other festering things...

  Knocking hard, 

         Malignance reflecting. 

"Gotta stay humble"- 

My inner Voice projecting...

  For there is a war 

Consecrated & Raging. 

  I bow my head more, 

Praying is your way. 

  Activating DNA. 

Regardless of what they say. 

And in me grew Something Ancient. 

A force I'd dare not cross...

  A much older self 

From long ago, 

  Before our Bible's past. 

A Vedic Diety. Shiva like...

   A self I knew long ago. 

I let her pass, 

  And now it happens, 

We currently share my soul. 

  She is the force Protectant. 

    The Mother of Death & Skulls. 

She is the one I do not call on, 

   Because she'd have no where to go. 

For I am It, 

  And It is I...

As the many forms we've took. 

  Consecrated, 

I feed on the Light, 

   As the Devil attempts his hook.