Banished from the embellishment of life,
The cost of colors cannot fill my soul,
The pendulum of time shrinks and twists,
Recessing into a black hole.
In all my chaos,
Your love is faithful.
Sleeves of restitution not found,
Armour of joy shrouds on the floor,
Plucking the buttons of my beautiful coat,
Iron clad determination of poor.
In all my stubbornness,
Your love is faithful.
Sliding down the slope of destruction,
Repeating the sounds of no closure,
Spewing lies from the sworded tongue,
Watching me burn my pagan alter.
In all the my sin,
Your love is faithful.
Dispersing darkness,
Your support is undending,
A hedge of protection eternal,
Awakening of the heart appealing.
In all Your patience,
Your love is faithful.
Dancing in the rain of hope,
Suffocating all my hate.
Your infinite grace,
Now I believe and I am saved,
In all my breaths,
Your love is faithful.
Uttering from Jenn's Pen 