And so..

As far as this one go, alone not many could grasp the true meaning if 'it'. Shall I call it a mere statement? But to all it differs in meaning. A beaut with scars beneath or within that awaits with much eager, of something that could hold this heart of hers besides the cardiac within. A feeling which one couldn't expect.. heavy, atrocious, and finally.. unmitigated. An unfeigned love, unsullied? She was, rather ruffled with her mind, patently saying: "I'm a fool, gosh!" Even figuring or plumbing utterance poorly spoken. Yet such poshy, acquisite possesion she refuse, what more does she wants? Astonishing she, statute and righteousness, her character that moves, passion of full and panache of an honorable lady. Can one be describe as of par excellence and adorn with words like such? But still she bereft of one important thing. And so my hope for the posterity to know the One who longs for you to come to Him, regardless of the affluent or the paupers, the acolyte either master, acquaintance or friends, be transformed by the mighty King who is coming to meet His people once more and to bring them back to His Father. And so, be prepared...