WHEN SHE PRAYS…

She’s not just a sister but a wife and a mother
Not just a good thing but made custodian of favor by her Potter
Life flows through her womb, as empowered by the Author
She brought forth the lamb, to candles she’s a lighter
When she’s praying, she’s praying a faith a prayer

In her brokenness, she smiles and says it’s fine
In her loneliness, her husband is her wine
She’s a tigeress, see her in the closet
Her knees are dark for she sprint’s in the spirit
When she prays, she prays her heart out

Wakes up early, she’s an early bird
Before she gets on heely, she meets the lord
Her goals she sets, first for her family
A challenge to her mates, She’s the pride of her Billy
When she prays, her chord is faith and will

Shes has battles, but who knows…
When she kneels, Her challenge bows..
She Sweet to her own, bitter for the world
She dances to her song, her rythme is the word
When she prays, her family can’t be preyed

She’s a mystery on the move
How she’s filled with grace and love
Her revelation is deep and wide
She flows in the Spirit at realms few can wade
When she prays, you’ll know shes spirit led

She’s a woman, not desperate of ravens
She’s a weapon, beauty with brains
She’s a reason, her husband is winning
She’s exceptional, even and captivating
When she prays, she walks in power, signs, she’s a wonder

She’s worthy crowning
She doesn’t deserve the crying
Her worthy can’t be quantified
And with little she’s satisfied
When she prays, shes can’t be compromised

@wordMek