WHEN HE COMES

The Flames and Smoke,
Apparently Palpable.
The Infusing and Saturating atmosphere, 
Unexplainable Yet Undeniable.
The Fiery Warmest,
Soothing yet Igniting.

Oh, Joy It Brings but also deep within,
is a Passion Ignited.
Peace, I feel but also deep within,
is a Longing and Desire for More.
Tears flow Unhindered,
Yet My heart leaps for joy unspeakable

Could this be Goosebumps?
All my Fleshy skin coming Alive.
My hair standing strong like an Ìrókò.
Could this be Excitement?
The shiver it sends down my spine
I never want to feel anything less!

What would I call this?
It's definitely beyond Words.
What could be compared to this?
I still haven't found.
What words can Qualify this?
Oh! When he comes!

No much words to say,
But More Experience It Brings!
No exact description for this.
But it's more real than the word "Real"
All that I can say is;
Oh! When he comes!

Oh! When he comes!
All Sorrow and Pain disappears.
Troubles are given off in despair
Oh! When he comes,
Peace and Joy Overflows,
Yet the River never ceases to flow.

Oh! When he comes,
Words will fall in Description,
and Songs in Precision
Of what the Experience does,
To the man in the Motions,
When he truly comes.

Oh! How I long for him to come.
To come again and feel my longing heart
With His Majestic Presence and Precious Hands
Oh! How I long for him to Come,
Into this Hungry and thirty heart,
And fill me with his Power and Spirit.

Dear, Precious Holy Spirit Divine, 
This is my humble cry to you,
Ensuing from my broken Heart;
Come, fill and saturate me.
Envelope me in your Glory.
Come and make my body your Permanent Abode.

#Victor_Balogun

©Oracle Victor.

WHERE IS HE?

The Regrets for the Past,
The consequences for the Actions,
and the pain that it comes with.
"Had I know?"
The Question that births more regrets.

The Hurdles of Life,
The Fear of Tomorrow,
and the Uncertainty that it holds.
"What will it look like?"
The question in every heart

The Turbulence of the Present,
That makes the Heart Quakes,
and the soul drenched.
"How do I do this?"
The question, that seems to have no answer.

Past, Future, Present,
All in a lifetime, Seems like a Mess.
Regrets for yesterday, Trouble today
Conundrum Today, uncertainty Tomorrow
"Where is HE?"
The Question it makes us ask.

HE that said; He would not leave
nor forsake me 
And added;
"Call unto me and I will answer you"
Where is He?

When my past hurt,
And my present Burns
Where is he?
When my present fights, 
And my future seems tight.
The Question is every Weary heart,

Could it be that he has always been There?
Where he was, when the Earth was without form?
Could it be that he has always been there?
Same place he was when you were formed?
Where is He?

Could it be that our gaze Shifted,
and Focuses it lens on the turbulence?
Could it be that we stopped looking at him,
And started looking at the Problem?
Where is He?

Just like Judas,
We might have focused on the Profit,
Even at the Expense of the one,
Who called us to be Unto him; a Co-labourer.

Just like Peter,
we must have Focused on the storm,
And forget the one, 
who says to us "Come"
And we might need to raise that same cry.

The cry He raised,
when he understood His State
The cry he Raised,
When the sight of the Boisterous Wind,
Made him Sink.

That same Cry; "LORD, SAVE ME"
Can turn the Tide around.
It can Beckon on the Saving Hands of God,
And it can lift you High!
High above that Storm!


©Oracle Victor

#Victor_Balogun

THERE IS A VOID

My mouth isn't moving,
My brain isn't thinking.
But the voice is still sounding.
Loudly Echoing.

Life, though not with a Mouth,
seems to be speaking.
Though without a Finger,
Seems to be pointing right at me.

With same voice.
Silent yet loud enough.
Telling me with Audible Whisper;
"You're Incomplete"

The Voice in my head,
The Thoughts in my mind,
Are not agreeing less.
"There is a Void"

My Body, Though without Scars,
Looks Incomplete.
My soul, Though in it right state,
Still feels the Void.

Let's talk about this
It is just me?
Can you feel it?
This Same Void and Emptiness!

What? Who? How?
The only Questions that fills my heart.
This Void Needs to be filled.
This feeling cannot continue!

Just like the State of the Heavens,
even down to earth,
Before the Creator began Creation.
This Void needs to be filled.

After much questions,
Enquiring from both Old and young!
The Rich and Poor.
The wise and fool.

The only conclusion I Arrive at,
After my Voyage into filling this Void;
Is that which occur 
before the Beginning of Creation.

"And the Spirit of God moved"
Seems like what I have been searching for.
Like what my heart really desire.
Like what could make up for this Void.

"And the Spirit of God moved"
Seems like what money cannot buy.
Like what could bring the satisfaction luxuries cannot give.
This is Really what I want!

"And the Spirit of God moved"
A deep stirring,
That keeps me Close to my maker.
A Loud Beckoning,
That keeps me Focused on Pleasing the one above.

This is really the answer,
To fill the void in every man,
All the Quest, 
For money and the things the world can give.
Can only Answer to the Move of The Spirit.

There is a Void.
Deep in every man.
That can only be Filled.
With the Indwelling & communing presence of the Holy spirit! 

©ORACLE VICTOR

#VICTOR BALOGUN