Once.
Invisible. Stoney. Emotionless. Unhuman almost.
Time ticked me off and pricked my heart and mind.
Intently. Dedicatedly. Passionately. Carefully.
Now.
Seen. Pliable. Emotion. Fully human. A man.
Awoken from a deep sleep.
Awoken, for a soul to keep.
Thank you for saving me and turning in to a man.
Of you I am no longer just a fan.
Relating to you always and walking like a disciple.
No longer purposeless and idle.
Walking in and flying to lands and paths mostly untrodden.
No longer day in and day out plodding.
Preaching to all who will listen.
Purified mind, such He has thoroughly christened.
Speaking truth lovingly and reflecting His glory.
For tomorrow, my heart is always anticipatory.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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