Inner Sanctum

They infiltrate the inner sanctum at their own risk

She the vengeance will call down with mighty brisk

Covered by the power of the great Creator

He has formed her whole and in beauty made her.

To countenance disturbing the royal rest

Is folly and she will retribution seek at her behest

He will listen to her emotion laced calls

And her prayers will reverberate in heaven’s halls. 

You cannot win over one so small and powerful

She is a daughter of the King most wonderful

Fall to your knees and give her joyful praise

For only God can speak into her mind with holy lays. 

Alone

She walks alone without a soul-mate

Not looking for anyone for no one is great

Walking casually through the thick and the thin

Knowing which one is her native help spin.

They come and go and flit and swim

She is looking only for one – just Him

Who never leaves and always stays 

Singing to her with love’s lays

Come to me my Saviour dear

Then I never more will fear

The cold of night and the warm of day

For with you I will forever stay. 

Magnificent glide

She glides along the city streets in a long white coat

Assured of her destiny her soul does gloat

Over the overlooking of the Sun of her soul

Watching as along the pavement she does 

roll.

The flowing robe of righteousness can almost be seen

Protected and helped by a hand always unseen

Men look at her with wondering eyes

A woman so alone and so despised.

Left- abandoned and neglected by the white king

He has lost his grip and can no longer sing

She is rejected because her song is always heard

Across the streets of doom and forever adored.

Heaven’s hosts look on with wondering eyes

At one so singly put aside and subject of so many lies

Gossip and misogyny have stripped her bare

But she alone is the only one who will dare

To put an end to the pretence and woe

As onward in her holy quest she will go.

Triumphant slide

She glides and slides around the palace of gold

Every slip makes her lose her hold

On things that cannot be held on to anyway

Tightening her grip on the things that forever stay.

She lets them go, one by one

They dance away merrily to everyone

Who wants a piece of the Thin White Queen

She’s going yonder to more pastures green.

Give her homage, honour due

For she, all wrong, does now eschew

Grasping tightly to the eternal inheritance

Laid up for her in her kingdom residence.

None can touch this extravagant hoard

For treasure laid up in the eternal board

Kept there for her as her treasurer trove

None below in this weary place only kept in love

Far above the clouds and realism of darkness

She glides and slides full of holy goodness

This her destiny and motivation

This her joy and souls elation….

Heartgiven

Her heart belongs to Him, from morn to even

Never a ripple of rancour between them

Total peace and the joy of complete protection

From an enemy seen and unseen in revelation

Bold and brave she marches on and on

Into territory unknown and untried or walked on

She will never stop even walking into eternity

Now a member of His women’s particular fraternity

She is loved beyond loving and adored by Him

She worships the ground that He stands and walks in

Follow the pathway wherever it leads

Never a qualm or a worry will ever succeed

In bringer her down in a moment of fear or hurt

Heartbroken, but mended and no sign of the dirt

That was dished out to her by the close and the stranger

Only serving to make her strong and unafraid of danger

Boldly going on with the King of the Black

Not a single need is her daily lack

He will hold her fast and keep her true

Giving up all others for her love so powerfully bestrew

With the diamonds of passion and the pearls of delight

Strung around her waist to heaven’s pure light.

Rattlin’

I hear the rails a-rattlin’ the train is coming soon

Could be morning, midnight or even in the light of noon

The train will come and get me and take me to my home

Where I will be forever safe and trouble never comes.

I sit upon the padded seat, I ride in silence dim

I’m waiting and I’m waiting to find me honourable him

Who will be my comfort and protector in this my mortal life

Far away from loneliness and all forms of fleshly strife.

I glimpse one sight of love so strong and bold

Over my mind and heart it has a vice-like hold

I look for things I’ve never known or had,

I wait for him for in sorrow – I am sad.

True love has passed me over once but maybe once again

I will be able to sing of love and loves emotional refrain

Bringing me into life again with people I have loved

Keeping me immortal and my truthfulness proved.

Ashes

The Queen ascends to the awakening skies

Out of the ashes she triumphant will rise

Her Lord and King will come again

Bringing with Him the glorious train

Of saints and angels gone before

Already entered through heaven’s door.

All her bonds will instantly cease

The turmoil and trial will transform to peace

All will be well, still, as it is now

Residing in majesty as her Lord does allow

All troubles are vanquished before her feet

No other loves in her heart can compete

With the one true love of her Saviour King

Her voice and heart forever sing…

The Final renown

Who will wear the victor’s crown

Which will have the final renown

Who will renounce foolish ways

Everlasting life display?

Who will stand in the final hour

Facing squarely death’s power

Overcome by blood alone

Mount the everlasting throne?

Who will vanquish the crows conceit

The darkness and death to defeat

Wear the crown and robe so right

Dwelling ever in the sunlight?

Who will be left at the end of the game

Still on the board with cards again?

The final renown all their own

The mighty warrior fatefully shown

Protection

He stands behind her, the protection behind her throne

She in turn loves him and loves him alone

He is her Lord and Saviour, her conqueror and her King

She will be his portion and loving hearts to bring.

Her power is universal for his is her constant guide

She travels through a weary world with an effortless glide

The power of kings is with her behind her majesty

Endowed on her person by the king of kings so free

Nothing will harm or hurt her – ever loving her Lord

She his mighty Queen and forever by her adored. 

Fencing

Cut and thrust the blade through the silken dress

Undress the love that covers her shame and bless

The loving life with your rampant charms

Beware the repartee and the lunge that will finalise your harm.

Over analyse the static stance of a willing heart

Too late you have realised her deepest lovers part

Passing up the right to thrust the final blade

Into a heart so full of woe and deaths lonely shade.

Flick and stab the knife into the wounds of love

No going back to the days of rampant love

Only the steady drip of the bloods cold stream

Will fulfil the destiny of a heart that has to dream

Of something coming to deliver from the wound

And you to cut and thrust the sword of eternal doom

Loving Lord you are not, but one will come her wounds to cauter

And satisfy every longing emotion that belongs only to her…