When I design,
creations are drawn away from captivity, held up from times past,
freeing you from deceptions of a home that will never last.
When I dream,
I envision doors of prosperity opening up to you,
knowing that the benefits of God are definitely your due.
When I pray,
seeds of hope are planted in the air,
shielding you with intercessions from all despair.
When I achieve,
I lay up solid foundations for you to build upon,
you are rewarded with the promises that I have won.
When I dance,
smooth rhythms of jazz flow from my every move,
prophesying intimate moments that it shall take to conceive you.
When I travel,
my borders are enlarged with the knowledge of you in me.
gently nestled inside of my territory.
When I cry,
tears of excitement rush from my eyes,
knowing that in the Lord you will never have to compromise.
When I laugh,
new beginnings flow from my prognostic voice,
perceiving in “a moment’s time” a reason to rejoice.
When I consider my breasts,
pure milk will flow to minister to your cries,
nurturing you to receive strong meat that edifies.
When I obey,
I’ll keep myself from death and strife,
yielding a precious gift, my child, called life.
When I think,
I can’t abort the thought of you.
conceiving your beautiful image, so afresh and anew.
When I breathe,
God grants the thrusts that will quickly release,
the seed from my womb, giving birth to you my everlasting ‘Peace’.
Tamuriel L. Dillard