The wealthy place.

There's a wealthy place
There is a place in the spirit
A realm where things dont just drop
But they flood
Where grace dont just flow but falls
Where unction like manna.
There, difficulty becomes easy,
Confusion fades, and gives way ,
mistiness dissolves unto clarity,
Vision becomes clearer,
Mission altogether is fairer,
All your struggle is not really over
But you have come to terms with
It’s in the place called Grace.
Your chase is gone.
Your gaze is over
Your faint gives way to Faith
Your doubts to Grace
Until you reach the place
where all is overcome
by the realization of expectations
This expectation that is unseen,
and so tangibly, intangible
I believe you've come into that place,
when all these things don’t matter anymore.
It is the place called wealthy place.