Treasures of Thy Heart

Treasures of thy heart BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB Last time I checked I was the kid in the back row Quiet, reliant, in need of direction Congested in this pool of life Trying, denying the wisdom residing. Hiding and lying in these streets of defiance. Detected by Abel but rejected by Cain. Elected by the body and effective in the story. Taken a journey to find that I’m longing, for a sense of belonging. Trapped in the glory, filled with the story of the rest of my journey. A sense of knowing when times get stormy, That peace is dwelling inside the truth for all to find Such as this that I am made by love to reflect the love within my heart. So I will live, under the cloud of His glory, In search of the treasures within his heart 31 July 2014