Love All The Way Through

A Poem, By Joy Aletheia Stevens

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He’s the start of every question.
And He’s the answer too.
He’s the very essence of Heaven.
He’s Love, all the way through.

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He’s my hearts very core,
Not in, not filled, but reality.
Replaced this flesh with something more.
Exchanged His Glory for my frailty.

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How do I explain this?
Like explaining the breath that fills me.
My everything, my every bliss,
My air, my sky, and everything that is free.

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It’s like explaining life itself,
And what it means to be alive,
A consciousness of your very self!
At what words could I arrive?

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I know Jesus. I know Him like I know me.
No, because He is far more real,
More alive than I could ever be.
How can I show His Glory Revealed?

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The stars speak of Him,
The Mountains declaire Him too.
He is every beauty this world holds within,
And every morning makes it new.

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He’s the start of every question.
And He’s the answer too.
He’s the very essence of Heaven.
He’s Love, all the way through.

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~Joy Aletheia Stevens

Photo Credit: “Agape” by Marcelino Rapayla Jr. (CC BY 2.0)