Love holds me....
Love holds me not by wings
nor tethers my soul from flight,
it only seeks to encourage me
to search its endless light.
It beckons me forward
through trials, chaos and pain,
and brings me hope of tomorrow
and seals me for the same.
Religion seeks to trap us
with many ideas and plans,
it's not the word of YHWH
religion is of man.
His instructions are but kisses
upon a skinned up knee,
showing me the way to walk
a path to set me free.
eLtrybe
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