Your Words are Honey.
It sweetens my heart,
And gladdens my soul.
Its viciousness, strength it gives.
My tongue stands out,
Lapping out every layer;
Line upon line,
Precept upon precept.
It gives to me, the power,
To believe when every other fails.
When everything is bitter,
It gives me hope,
That everything would soon be sweeter.
A last resort, it can’t be,
It precedes everything.
It existed before it all,
Even before the garden at Eden.
Your Word is like Honey!
©tJ_w