“For where your treasure is,
there your heart will be also.”
round up an army
One needs a voice for such a thing.
But my platform
is His alone
an echo chamber
Did Martin Luther not feel the same?
And did God not make a way?
He hung his heart
on a wooden door
With hammer and nails
– Carpenter’s tools
Desire is there because He planted it
and seed eventually breaks the soil.