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    After Tide
    ishaymoana

    After Tide

    Underneath the dark moon, I met the tide with gratitude. While the forsaken drifted into the deep, I was carried by grace. Unmoved the rocks stood, I swam through waves with power. Alone by God’s hand in dark waters, I was held with love. Still waters run deep. But, not deeper than His love. #Moana360 #Oceanviews #Hussle43ver
    The Pastorship
    ishaymoana

    The Pastorship

    An imposter living in his shadow, Cursing your existence and its offspring. Your devotion lives in your flesh, Denying your soul’s redemption. A man who has fallen from integrity, Controlled by power and position. Living in ambitious pretense, Dishonoring your precious gift. A father to all except your own, Preaching words and failing to honor them. Leading sheep without faith, Despair your spirit influenced. An ego thriving in darkness, Disconnected from truth and light. Pri
    Uce got the Juice
    ishaymoana

    Uce got the Juice

    Chosen beyond dreams, destined before clarity. Golden without touch, purposed birthed within. Our paths, by fate, Our passion, in faith. Once believers, rewarded truth. In knowing, renewed soul. #Moana360 #Oceanviews #Hussle43ver
    2020:  Dear Ocean excerpts
    ishaymoana

    2020: Dear Ocean excerpts

    Salty For the betrayal + pain, every moment that felt unfair- In memory of past trauma, every emotion that felt uneasy- Your voice was sweeter, the calling was greater. Deep I felt ending in beginning, Standing still, somehow moved. Footprints of emotions, Left me drowning at shore. Humbled I saw the beauty in your crashing waves, Against the rocks, my soul's rhythm awaken- I AM reminded that you are one, and I AM MOANA, Pola's seed. #Moana360 #Oceanviews #Hussle43ver
                  Year of the Jungle
    ishaymoana

    Year of the Jungle

    Shipwrecked Drifting on the shore, I felt distinct. Laying in a distant land, I felt destitute. Outcast from the past, I felt deliverance. Survival The weight was familiar, I knew pain. The wait was foreseeable, I knew patience. Treasure Believing beyond sight, Aligned my soul purpose. Speaking love language, Awakened my soul passion. Knowing divine truth, Awarded my soul evolution. #Moana360 #Oceanviews #Hussle43ver

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