Ujamaa Christian Poetry
Spiritual Conception, Birth
New creature in Christ, for the Bible says,
I seek my purpose, my destiny.
How does the human and the divine connect,
spiritual birth canal erect.
Down, deep, death was I, stench,
sticking to the cavity walls of hell, the infect of sin.
The erection of truth the ejaculation of His Glory the
divine and human connect.
Conceived seed of death and obedience, nurtured
in the womb of righteousness, birthed through the canal of
holiness, the cord never to be cut.
Reared with silversmith's fiery seared spiritual consciousness,
reverencing the resurrected power of Christ cross.
From a shuffling whore to a chastened bride by love not pride became I.
Re-birthed from the aborted physical deception to spiritual conception.
Won't you be conceived again, again?
2 Corinthians 5:17-18
Written by Kitty Darlynn Williams
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