by Ivan S. Fiske Iv
“i sought the Lord, & He heard me & delivered me from all my fears”
these words; "seek, knock, & ask & you shall receive." crawled gingerly into my thoughts as i was sitting under the weight of anxiety love, i thought could comfort me has kissed me like Judas Iscariot & nailed my pieces to the cross of depression truth be told, i almost let go, that is: the only thing my body knew how to do correctly was to fall apart like the Wall of Jericho every time i refine myself. one morning, on my knees, i enveloped myself in a prayer & mailed it to God in a way it'd be the only music playing in Heaven that He may know i thirst for Him. for God so loves me at the right hour, He breathes light into me & hauled my broken body in the arms of delivery & made me a "born again" this time He crafted me like His "promise" that i may not get broken till i've accomplished & as long as He lives i'll to will because i am His image
Ivan S. Fiske Iv is a young, talented writer from Liberia. His works have been published in several magazines, such as We Write Liberia, Eboquills, League of Poet, Spillwords, and so on.