Mauka To Makai
I’m alive in passion’s adventure where silver winters
Paradise is every moment spent with you... next to you... there with you... here with you... the highest of highest peaks in mountains stretched to eternity.
He likes me salty... Sweet and spicy… Hot and icy… with a waterfire blazing at the edge of earth where Heaven converges… and hearts merge.
It’s the golden hour… when the sun sets lusciously on the horizon because it likes to taste the ocean. Sea salt and caramel hues…
Your eyes will behold holy beauty... “I want you to see all I have for you...” the Lord whispers softly.
angels walk the earth with a message from the incense of the throne room and you are an angel
God’s name is holy. The name of Jesus. His name provokes a reaction upon interaction with Him. Triggering a heart response. When the name of Jesus is spoken.
Who is family? Jesus says... His voices echoes in the crowds of faces glowing from His reflection. The face of God touching theirs. The words of Heaven descending on hearts…
His chest ruptured the moment He gave me breath... by His own doing. His own choosing. Shredding open the hearth of God where His heart resides