Who can i run to? Where can i turn? I have nothing but fear That the future's a blur The fear of what comes Troubles my heart. I have nothing but aches That tear me apart But, be still my heart Oh please do not worry My #life is in His hands. He will save you surely! I trust in His name! It is Jesus, the Christ Who has carried me through the depth and the night Even though i may not see What i like or prefer I trust in His will His plans will not be deterred! Rejoice, oh my soul. And Do not dare fret He says, "What i have is great, It's Something you wont regret!"

With a pen as her sword and creativity as her shield, She pushes through the blockade of mundane ideologies. Not withstanding the oppression mental frailty, she screams the colors and hues of #life. In a world of conformity She is unique In a city of grey She is the purple, the blue, the pink and the green She leads the darkened soul To peaceful rivers and guides the Free into a paradise of imagination Her works can never be broken Her power is unstoppable Her hands have changed the history of man And molded the hearts of generations Into armies of heartfelt art Her beauty is not only seen with the windows of the soul But is felt with the heart Who is this messenger of #life? Who has the power to do such wonders? Inspiration is her name. Inspiration. Is. Her. Nam.

I will wait That is what i say: I will wait My heart takes flight, but i say: I will wait I seek to know more, but still i say: I will wait Be it made by Destiny, i still say: I will wait With a desire to run away, i say: I will wait The storm my come, yet i say: I will wait This #life is not a race I will wait Be still my soul. She is worth the wait.