Restoration…

The axe forgets; the tree remembers the scars,

Tomorrow at the scent of Heaven’s rain,

It will sprout again bearing fruits,

Fruits to which you will come to feast,

Forgetting you once cut short a life,

That God did not allow to die.

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Mark Gadogbe (McApple)

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Our Everyday Reminder…

We never got to where we are by sitting down and wishing upon a star…
Had we, Astronomy would have killed our dreams thus
“…you’re actually a few million years too late. That star is dead. Just like your dreams”
Our hands thence we put to the plow…and never looked back!
We only kept looking up…drawing all our needs from Heaven’s storehouse.
Today and everyday we ask thus to remind ourselves…
“Was there a need He never met?”
No!
He met it all!
And with that assurance we know…
Our tomorrow is already taken care of!

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WISHES

Your love awakens my soul

And plants a fire in my heart

And leaves me wishing for more

If only I were God

I will waste no time in making you a Goddess

If I were a trader

I will trade in all my goods in exchange for you

If I were a soothsayer

I will say many soothing words

Just to make your future one to forever spend with me

If I were the wind

I will blow away all obstacles

So you could be mine alone forever

If I were a miner

I will dig even to bottomless depths

Just to discover thy most precious jewels

If I was an artist

I would use the jewels in you

To make a perfect art of beauty

More perfect than the arts of Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simoni

And If I were a preacher

I will preach mighty sermons

Only by your humble figure and love

Only Heaven knows how much I adore you

And the many things I keep wishing I were

Just to fully demonstrate my love for you

But I am just me

Wishing above all else

That you will accept me just as I am

Not for what I am not or wish I were

© Mark Gadogbe (McApple)