-The fate of the Nephilim

Bound underground
To
A place we cannot see,
By
The Almighty,
Who
Showed Them zero mercy,
For
They hastily forsook
Their
Heavenly seats,
To
Bear corrupt entities
With
Daughters of Eve,
And
Teach men all kinds of divine secret deeds,
Resulting
In
Human depravity.

There's a place we all could go
Be captives there for hours
A place that in perception shows
Us giant moths & flowers...

We'd smell the finest perfume
From Mary's flowing locks
For Jesus's  anointing
From her alabaster box...

We'd hear the singing of the buds
About to burst in bloom
Feel the wind that listeth
Into our tiny rooms...

For here we are in prison.
Here we are in chains.
But Christ has arisen!
His blood flows through our veins!
So no matter what is done to us
This fact still remains
We perceive the sound of heaven
THE MUSIC OF YOUR NAME...

JESUS!!
Your voice is deafening
JESUS!!
But it's still.
JESUS!!
Touch my heart of hearts
With Your mighty will!

JESUS!!
Lord of lords
JESUS!!
Great I AM
JESUS
You show Your awesome power

THE ROARING OF THE LAMB!

Soul bounded by lust
prisoner in a red-hot cage
where every step burns
and there's no one to trust

How desperately you want
how pointless your battle
you're the fighter
you're the jailer
oh - what a taunt!

I did not know this was possible: to be in 2 places at the same time. I am here, still here but my heart is elsewhere. I am here, staying here but my heart's packed up and left a long time ago. My body sleeps with him at night but I look the other way. I have looked the other way and lied to myself for years and years, blinded so foolishly by a love so strong it ruined me. The truth is always the hardest pill to swallow, but I need to face my demons and the secrets I've kept if I want to move on. I am in 2 places at the same time. First, I am where I have to be-- a place that beckons me to stay and be strong and forgive over and over again. Second, I am where I hope to be-- a place of peace and contentement and if I'm lucky, maybe joy. The mind is so strong that it allows one to endure great suffering through unwavering willpower. How do wrongly incarcerated persons survive decades in prison? It is the idea of freedom and faith in justice that keeps them sane and alive. It is the hope that one day, their truth will come out and their liberty served that empowers them. This is how I feel. This is how I'm still alive.

In the midst of a tangled present
and an unknown future,
I close my eyes
and dream of you…
………
A distant sunset.
Hands interlocked.
Walking together, on free ground.
Your voice, my music.
Your smile, my warmth.
You soul, my peace.
………
And then…
I wake up — gasping for air.
Alone,
but I do not feel lonely.
.
They may reign over your freedom,
but they forgot about
THE WILD TYPHOON
that is my love, for you.
.
If you feel forsaken,
I’m the shadow behind you.
If your tears come pouring down,
I’m the pillow against your face.
If your mind struggles to sleep,
I’m the melody inside your head.
If you forget how to smile,
I am the Sun’s eternal beams,
and the twinkle of every radiant star.
Look up, my sweet butterfly,
and smile.
You are never alone.
You are the moon, I am the sun.
We’ll see each other, at least once a day.
The universe guarantees it.
.
I am always
right there with you.
My heart is wherever you are.
~*~
~ Shane Christopher
@shanethewriter

I give you permission
to eavesdrop on my mind.
Because my words are stuck
in prison feeling confined.
I want to spill it all out
but that’s not how my brain is designed.
So please
eavesdrop on my mind
And help me decipher
the secrets being intertwined.