I am work of Art

I am work of Art

Many walk this earth seeking purpose

Trying to make sense of who they are

The moment of my birth my purpose was revealed

Every bone that was broken

Every time the physician operated on me

Every moment away from my parents

Every exclamation and anguishes

Jesus knew

He went thought the same thing on the cross

As God sheltered His Son

God sheltered me

I am made in splendour

I am purposefully and wonderfully made in God

When you look at a work of Art, many of times it makes no sense

But you are drawn to it; it makes you feel things you can’t explain

That is me

I am work of Art

Writing By NJH

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.

IdEgo

Dreams, desires, id and ego.