ICHABOD
Posted: 14 Sep 2023, 18:00
When she sings, heaven descends so near,
His counsel brings liberation, crystal clear.
In every race, he conquers without a doubt,
In any group, their success shines throughout.
His sermons unveil a profound encounter,
His prophecies unravel life's tangled matter.
A divine endowment within his soul is sent,
For the betterment of all, he's truly meant.
Your divine purpose on this earthly plane,
Shall persist, unveiling destiny's grand terrain.
As long as the giver stands by your side,
Like Jesus walked with the humble, never to hide.
Yet, there may come a time in your span,
When glory departs, like a fleeting van.
A moment when your authenticity wanes,
And authenticity turns into empty remains.
Ichabod! Ichabod! The cry may resound,
As you feel odd, on uncertain ground.
What once held value in your existence,
May fade into the past, lost without resistance.
When glory departs, and the light dims low,
You become ordinary, your greatness in tow.
Even as you grapple with life's bitter strife,
Remember, you can still change the course of life.
A message from the pen, a writer's verse,
To uphold your divine scheme, and disperse
Influence upon many destinies, far and wide,
Keep your light burning, in destiny's stride.
His counsel brings liberation, crystal clear.
In every race, he conquers without a doubt,
In any group, their success shines throughout.
His sermons unveil a profound encounter,
His prophecies unravel life's tangled matter.
A divine endowment within his soul is sent,
For the betterment of all, he's truly meant.
Your divine purpose on this earthly plane,
Shall persist, unveiling destiny's grand terrain.
As long as the giver stands by your side,
Like Jesus walked with the humble, never to hide.
Yet, there may come a time in your span,
When glory departs, like a fleeting van.
A moment when your authenticity wanes,
And authenticity turns into empty remains.
Ichabod! Ichabod! The cry may resound,
As you feel odd, on uncertain ground.
What once held value in your existence,
May fade into the past, lost without resistance.
When glory departs, and the light dims low,
You become ordinary, your greatness in tow.
Even as you grapple with life's bitter strife,
Remember, you can still change the course of life.
A message from the pen, a writer's verse,
To uphold your divine scheme, and disperse
Influence upon many destinies, far and wide,
Keep your light burning, in destiny's stride.