MESSENGER

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MESSENGER

A soft whisper with the force of Gale force Winds
called my Name.
As I stood in the opening, at the beginning of time.
No one knew my purpose not even myself.
All I knew was that my God had sent me forth
and that I would go forward with out question. 
He knows I am as lost to his purpose
as a newborn Cub without his mother.
So when I least expect it
He comes to me and gives me guidance.
By the time I realize his physical presence
He is long gone from me.
Yet; His parable is branded upon my mind.

This glorious God;
Has made this Writer into a pen
to mark the ones True of Heart,
to be bypassed by the Destroyer,
that cometh after me. 
To purify Our New Existence! 

TREVON CREATIONS
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 

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jenifer commented on MESSENGER

05-13-2012

you could write it with a bit bigger font , it would make it easier to read.

Wakeitha commented on MESSENGER

04-17-2012

W0w! Word can't explan how beautiful those word are in this poem, keep written I'll be back for more beautiful words.

In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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ANGEL 4
When 1
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Messenger 1
Lord 1
My Treasure 1
My Beginnings 1
My Tears 0
Grace 0
God Man's Lost 1
There no place like home. 1
My Prayer 2
Missing 2
My Lord 1
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Autumn 2
Jean 1
Dad 2
Crimesome Tide 2
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A Beginning 1
Misses Crosby 1
Thus 2
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Not Enough 1
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A Great Hill 1
No Reasons 1
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January 3
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These days 1