From the tiniest viens of my being
I declare my thankful greeting
Thine breath of fire moulds me
As I claim to stand before thee
Struggling for the front line
In this battle of cold blood
Thine soothing words the joy of mine.
I ready myself for your crucifixion
For within you I claim my justification.
In this Hay I make my empire.
I am the Haymaker.
Thank you God for this wonderful gift of poetry.
I say a big thank you to all who have liked any of my posts.
Thank you to all those who follow my blog.
And to those who read my post, Im truly honored.
Without you all my works will be fruitless.
I am honored by your service.