EDGARD THE BARD: RHEMA

EDGARD THE BARD: RHEMA:  Alone A visitor wherever I go. No one I can call, No one I can open up to No one to run to Alone Seeking refuge; WhatsApp, Instagram, TikTo...

RHEMA

 Alone

A visitor wherever I go.

No one I can call,

No one I can open up to

No one to run to

Alone

Seeking refuge;

WhatsApp, Instagram, TikTok, Facebook

Scattered monotones screech through my phone

Alone

Searching for a home;

Searching for someone I can hold

Alone

Veil untorn,

Always walking blindfolded,

Always in a state of known unknown,

A speck of sand surrounded by a seashore...

...Rhema

Always smiled at me

Hugged me and kissed me.

Always missed me

Teased me, held me lovingly.

Always had an affinity for me

Always been there for me

Rhema

A never-ending mystery...

Always been with me;

In joy and sorrow,

In victory and defeat,

In the basking of a sunny day

In the hypothermia of a frozen night

Rhema

Always confides in me;

Tells me deep-breasted secrets,

Shows me past, present, and future glories 

Rhema

Frequently reminds me;

There is more to life than what I see

There is more in me if I believe

I wear a crown of glory daily

Rhema

I hear her voice clearly

A gentle whisper carried by a cool breeze;

Over hills, over valleys,

In the mistiness of a raging storm

In the pin-drop silence of a sleepless night,

In the gurgle and crackle of dancing shadows

Rhema

I feel her in every heave of my chest

I feel her in every tingle under my skin

I feel her cut through every bone and sinew

I feel her gush out from the depths of my soul

I feel her hold me, never letting go