One that needs no leverage
That usurps protocol for fledglings
One that is King
Yet dines with the savage
One who condemns not
Who loves, and maketh whole
One who soothes
Even the adamant
One who is, was
And is to be
One whose robes
Healed and still heals
One that directs the traffic of life
My ‘yellow fever’
One that is forever
Making ways to quench my strife
My ‘Baba nla’
He sits quiet
Yet sees it
All, vivid than Plasma
My rock
Steadier than Gibraltar
Holy Spirit His avatar
Dictating o’clock
My God
My sure banker
Steady as ever
I rest assured
My peace
My source
I’ll praise
Your resource
- By Jefumare © 2012
