I Am Poetry - Spoken Word

Psalm 1:1-3 – “Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor stands in the path of sinners.  Nor sits in the seat of the scornful, But his delight is in the Torah of the Lord, And in His Torah he meditates day and night.  He shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water that brings forth its fruit in its season, whose leaf also shall not wither; and whatever he does shall prosper.”

I Am Poetry

I am poetry

Where the Rivers of Living Water flow a tree grows

I am a tree

Planted by the Rivers of Living Water

 

I was planted by my Father

And so I prosper

Declaring the Truth of the Gospel

The goodness of God’s Torah

Blessed be the name of Yah

Whose Torah is my delight

Upon which I meditate day and night

I am poetry

Where the Rivers of Living Water flow a tree grows

I am a tree

Planted by the Rivers of Living Water

So, when you partake of me

Understand I am my Father’s daughter

And I am only sustained by His Living Water.

 

My roots run deep, where they seek

The Wisdom of which I speak

For truly, deep calls unto deep

They soak up Living Waters

Like the child of a Loving Father

Who is swallowed up in His embrace

While gazing at His Beautiful face.

 

I am poetry

Where the Rivers of Living Water flow a tree grows

I am a tree

Planted by the Rivers of Living Water

Understand that I am my Father’s daughter

So when you partake of me

You partake of His Living Water

 

My place of abiding is the reason

I bear fruit in season

My leaf does not wither or fade

Cause from my planted place I never stray

I have a Gardener who watches over me

Even in the midst of storms, He covers me.

And Ahava is His banner over me.

I am poetry

Where the Rivers of Living Water flow a tree grows

I am a tree

Planted by the Rivers of Living Water

 

If you’re trying to possess me

Don’t even bother

Though men may profess me,

Only God knows the depths of me

So, still I cry, “More of You Lord, and less of me.

For only You open blinded eyes to see

And enable men to even begin to understand me.”

 

I am poetry

Where the Rivers of Living Water flow a tree grows

I am a tree

Planted by the Rivers of Living Water

I am poetry.

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