Heavenly Complexion

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus… 

What a name 

that brings so many emotional thoughts. 

Used by the world,

 misunderstood by so many; 

and yet the Name (kingdom) 

we are saved under. 

Leader, One who has brought love 

of His Father 

to the hearts of creation.  

I can’t help but search 

so many wonders 

about this abundance that has assured me 

it has only my good in mind.  

What was it like, in heaven, 

as eternity before 

was making preparations.  

Existence of what I would call 

the assembly of heavenly complexion.  

The Face of heaven’s harmony…before satan’s fall.  

The harmony of worship 

without disorder; 

but fountains of beauty

 from and to the throne

 that made all to know only fulfillment.  

Music that tunes the entire existence 

into perfect synchronization.  

Air that penetrated 

to customize life for each appearance of God 

to be the structure of decisive beauty

 it was began for.  

Jesus there to dance with emotions 

all momentous non-actuality of time. 

Sharing as worship to Father 

created maintenance of continuation of essentials, 

before time - to time no more.  

Jesus, evidence of God’s love, 

strolling from one miraculous to another; 

wearing the unity of total surrender

 to each rain drop of heaven’s saturation

 lavished upon Him.  

Taking only the position His title role spoke, 

as along side Father and Spirit completed in Him.  

As sounds and movement opened 

by the Voice of Jesus, 

it became time for me.  

I was designed and wanted with great desire.  

Pleasure was had with even the thought of my day.  

War was made to fill all my heart 

with His permeating want 

to be in this same existence

 as one with what I search to understand. 

Oversupplying, 

overwhelming,

 overloading with 

a flooding of love 

that would call me 

to this same partaker of worship, 

as perfectness has its curing effect

 to all my needs created 

to draw me to the source,

 my Father.  

Giving me a moment for thought and decision

 with all its beauty as reward, 

and then celebration sounds aloud

 in the heaven’s from which Jesus began 

as eternity lifts my soul 

to enjoy the house of Father’s Love.  

Forever now to be joined 

in this assembly of heavenly complexion.  

The Face of heaven’s harmony.