I was created off the kiss of my saviors tounge
I was formed by the words of the same
I smell of His sweet breath of life
I was spoken by name
At first I was a sceret in His mind
Awaiting the right time
The perfect time to break through nonexistence to be
Little old me
I swam through thought
To be me right now
And here I am
Who were you before I existed to you?
Who was I before you?
Who were we before He existed to us?
We were not!
So do you exist only when others are as aware of you as you are of yourself?
That’s another thought
Who or what will I give birth to?
What will be my fruit?
What will exist from me?
Only God knows
But it’s a beautiful thing to feel that power deep within yourself
The power of life and truth
The power of existence
That’s a power to persue
Find the source and on Him truly believe
And who knows what powers He will allow you to conceive
We were spoken into this existence off of the kiss of our savior’s tongue
And only He knows what we are to become
We ourselves are words that noone else thought to speak
Noone else could speak!
But to not be aware of this very truth
Confirms our weaknesses
We ourselves are confirmation of the truth of Gods words
We live because He thought
We live because He spoke
We live because deep within His breath is life’s power
And He gave that power to you and I