The Poet King

The Perpetual Flame

Jesus…
Has the rhyme of sacrifice…
No matter how you roll the dice.

You can come up strong away
from all wrong.

Purple adorns him.
With him you won’t sink…
You will swim.

Skies swallowed him up at
the event of resurrection.
Jesus bled out truth and
perfection.

He is a warrior and Savior.

His friends were land friends and
Hovering Angels

Every move of yours has his following
Heart…
No matter the angle.

When your head is heavy and tense.
He won’t flinch.

He is as close as your skin.

Your pieces are dropped by his
side.
Remember the day he cried?

His soft steps are those of magnificent
pace.
Don’t let your heart go to waste.

Flowers and trees sing his name.
He is a perpetual flame.

Shining holy with the colors
that walk the Earth.


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