As I walk through life's journey, I have come to understand that perfect love casts out all fear. It is a love that is pure, true, and unwavering, a love that emanates from the very heart of Abba. The story of Easter is a testament to this love, a story of hope and redemption that… Continue reading The Hill
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Cupid Chronicles
What is love? Love, in all its wonder, is the one that stays It is the rain dance during the storm,the ebb and flow as you shed old skinIt walks through the valleys with youas a light to your path,guiding you to a place of redemption Love is, the silent comfort of your lover's presencethe… Continue reading Cupid Chronicles
Weather
Rain is fallingRun insideEarly in the morningSun will rise Sun is shiningAll is brightNo need for whiningThe air is light Sky is cloudyWide and blueFar below is rowdyColoured with hues Air is windyNo one on the roadMen drinking brandyIn their abode
Nameless
This is for the moments that formed into seasons, the days of grief that spilled into months This is for the days when you forgetthat darkness holds no water in your souland the deep end will not swallow you whole When your heart hangs by a threadAnd agony stands ten-feet tall, whisper: In this sea… Continue reading Nameless
SEA
Step in With your heart on your sleeves and Hope as your compass Dive in With your past abandoned on the shore Dive in Eagerly, relentlessly Find higher depths of healing and Wider paths of peace Break every fetter of fear Redemption calls to you Let the lies dissolve with the sea As you wash… Continue reading SEA
Nna’m (Father)
Nna’m, I see you. I forgive you. I love you. It has been hard getting to know each other these last few years. It has been a gut-wrenching journey, pushing past the sea of pain and getting to this shore. We have said words that cut deep, masked our hurt with hate and danced with… Continue reading Nna’m (Father)
Of Grace and Glory
The streets glimmer with gold And my footsteps echo with relief As I run to meet my Lover And fall into His arms of rest His eyes hold love unfiltered As He gazes tenderly upon me, Seeing the perfect reflection of His Son And my glittering crown of grace No more do I… Continue reading Of Grace and Glory
Note to Self
Beloved, You clench your fists too tightly And hold your breath for too long Does your heart forget that peace lives within? Does your mind forget the battles won? This aching in your belly And tightness in your chest Will melt like cotton candy As you soak your soul in joy Do you… Continue reading Note to Self
About Mmesoma
I was never the fun kid growing up. I always had my head buried in a book, caught up in a different world. This was probably why my friendship circle was unusually small for a child. It was a miracle, but I had a childhood best friend- Mmesomachi. Our friendship was very peculiar, more of… Continue reading About Mmesoma
When This Is Over
Every night, before I go to sleep, I wonder; If tomorrow was my first day after this lock down, what would it be like? Would I book the first flight out of here, hungry to see the wonders of the world and all the adventures that I had put off till ‘later’? Would I plan… Continue reading When This Is Over