The Wildness of My Imagination

Poem

So its in the night right now and I have the urge to write something poetic...yk just so y'all would be able to see my poetic side a bit. All Glory to God though.Ok here goes... *clears throat* or should I say *kracks knuckles*

Have you ever wandered why evil is much accompanied by darkness?
Its becasue the evil doers use the darkness to cover up their deeds.
Their crime,
Their desire for violence when there is not need,
Their thrilled faces when the righteous weep and suffer in silence.
Their wicked grins, slow winks and evil sneers.
Their shame,
Their ignorance,
Their problems.

They take the cloak of darkness,
And shield themselves from the impending Light.
The Light watches them, their movement like that of a shadow,
Quite and careful but dangerous and unpredictable.
Its appears before you and sticks with you wherever you go.
They become less aware of the danger they are putting themsleves into.
They forget that the cloak of darkness is like a Python that slowly wraps itself around you,
Snuffing the little life left in them,
It holds on like it won't let go.

The Light watches on, His gaze never wandering,
His heart pounds as He remembers the way the nails went through His palm.
He knows the suffering is not meant to happen.
But it happens anyway because we forget how much He suffered for us.
We forget how He sacrificed Himself for our sake,
Leaving His heavenly throne to die for our sins.
The grace that was given to the earth on the day The Light was given birth to breaks through.
It surfaces and breaks hold of the Phythons grip.
It stumbles away from The Light because it knows it has to flee.
It curses at The Light but can do no more than flee because darkness hold no place where The Light dwells.

A different cloak is wrapped around them.
The cloak of grace,
The cloak of mercy,
The cloak of peace,
The cloak of forgiveness,
The cloak of everlasting light,
The cloak of glory,
The cloak of honour,
The cloak of submission,
The cloak of comfort.
They now shine with diamonds of glory, their shame discarded.
They walk freely in The Light, no longer like shadows,
But like princes that belong in their respectful kingdoms.

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The Bible is like a peom
Without need to add anything to it.
The words show the clearest meaning but still have within it an hidden significance.
In its whole form, it is a time-machine, the present day and age and a prophecy yet to be fulilled.
It is the representation of The Holy Trinity.
God the Father,
God the Son and
God the Holy Spirit.

And thats a wrap... I'm tired now, even though I have a lot of things to do, sleep calls like a lullaby.

Question: do you ever pay attention to your eyebrows so much you feel there's something wrong with them?