Pure

I cant help but try to explain that feeling
and again

something that cannot be explained accurately, perhaps....

We do it all the time....
it seems almost completely unavoidable.....

we screw up.
and we sometimes dont do it often or
we do it repeatedly....





either way....there is that time....

the time in from being pure and the renewal of that purity.....

the between...
that can feel normal
but usually weighs so heavily......


and that moment....
when forgiven
redeemed
aware of His Love even

You realize how far gone You have been
You see, -Know, the weight of what You have been dragging around
of what You have been neglecting
or letting grow
or what You have hidden.....

been when His Love comes, as though it left,
-When we realize His Love never left
that He never left
that He Loves us without there being Any Reason At All.....
You feel pure....

Completely Washed
Renewed
Refreshed
The world free for You to dream with again
Dreaming cause that may be the ultimate worship You can give
but dreaming and rushed with Love.....

Like when holding hands
or a wonderful hug from a dear friend
that friend that a hug from them at anytime changes Your world no matter how bad it seems.....

that feeling
that Love
that Purity

i dont know what weighs You down
but feeling free in this moment turns me delusional into thinking
that there may not be anything in the world worth holding on to
when You can simply be
honest
open
free

and pure