My first love is always secure,
God’s loyalty protects me daily,
Even when inundated by hate,
He stood by his beloved child.
When my blackest depression,
Surrounded me with its death words,
I had given up all hope,
But, God was listening to my heart,
He never forgot his adored son.
I saw God’s awesome power,
Expressed in holy anger,
The solid wall of hate,
That felt unbreakable,
The words draining my spirit,
To the point of wanting to die,
It all quickly crumbled,
Love wielded all it’s might,
With its holy loving whisper,
Discovering in me all what is good,
And beginning a conversation,
Starting the truth that was always there.