Is it in a red rose, A car gift, Maybe a new red dress, I mean it is red ryt? All those were mine 5 years ago. Till I rose up, and met the sun The golden face, The graciousness of His ways, And the sacrifice he made, At the cross. fragrantChrist_poetry.
Desire
I would love to know you To feel your every syllable I search your written And I forget I am part of your written Just as you knew me I seek to know you deeply frqgrantChrist_poetry.
Enough
What could be enough The ink pen can go dry A tear empty A friend silent But Christ, hey You are Enough Just the perfect portion. @FragrantChrist_poetry.
My Christ
You be the warrior for me The Prince for me The blessing for me And a treasure for us all. @FragrantChrist_poetry.
he, CHRIST
love, found me tired and blind and he gave me His most trusted. I found him. I found love. my poems@ fragrantChrist_poetry.
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I believe fragrantChrist_poetry.
All my all.
The sun shines On a new day But what if it shines tiny droplets of rain, Would you still see a new day? Or yesterday previous? One is constant... His presence is best day Come the shinny rain Or the rainy sun. He is all my all. Pato.
ever lighting light.
when I have a glimpse of tomorrow a dark blanket clouds of torture my mind staggering in today's weakness teary eyes of pessimism I wonder through the crowdy streets still am lonely the joyous brightness of the day but still am unknowing. still am having deem images of what holds tomorrow. but one thing is…
my shoulder…
I am weak but you seem strong enough to carry me along. in a time of my self confusion like now, thinking I did wrong a second ago, I just need to hear your voice my guide. pato.
All you are.
all that you ever were all that you still are is ALL I ever desire to be. is all I yearn to moult into. it is all I ever want. it is all. pAtO.
The Fragrance of Christ 