I would ask the wind, but it speaks softly and often keeps secrets.
I would ask myself but the echo from the mirror distorts the sounds within me.
I would simply ask it of you.
But your soul is too deep.
It would be difficult to hearken the words which would actually reach.
So now, with and without sound, I pray to Him & humbly bow.
In the presence of sacred energy; my feelings abound.
Upon this vow; a renewal of life is found.
A value unlimited, counted as infinity out loud.
That with which God provides me -
A light to the path I seek now.
A compass binding me to the direction of my being.
So I can find the way that allows you to walk with me.
So then we may uncover the true meaning in His love.
For what is the purpose of the journey, without one memory of us?
That is; the truth in definition, of peace amongst chaos.
Staying prepared for any table; whether at friend or enemies house.
Like the peace carried above, amongst the wings of a dove.
May He teach me how it is multiplied, and then fulfilled to each one.
All tied together like a bow in unison.
Eternally, and forever, when time passes on.
With love, simply put, is what the message will say.
With each new breath, and on every dying day.
So from every direction, purposeful words played now.
A blessing from Heaven; through trumpets rang sound.
Lessons learned now, by songs of the hearts pound
Once lived in fear… no longer required doubt.
What once costed blood; was paid by the Son now.
For the wages became tokens; charged when standing trial
Yet the yolk equally broken, that all may know His power.
Shown down like glory, called providence somehow
Fear of not knowing, had turned into solutions allowed.
With fear being replaced by faith, as it is known now.
Hope a soliloquy, spoken by word of mouth.
As given by God, so that man may know the crown
When seen at the throne of Heaven, alongside Jesus’ white gown.
Even those who think they know him; will immediately bow down.
And, so I talk to God to ask him help me find the route.
Upon which I found belief, without the power of doubt.
So that I might serve His purpose; and consecrate my vows.
To find love which flows as does the Spirit in God’s house.
That’s how I know of the truth.
From ‘tween the Spirit and the mouth.
From which the dual edged sword of knowledge is released out.
The same place which evil offered power, but only pride came out.
{Similar to the rules of governance, as legal systems allow.
Twisted irony of jurisprudence, a court full of clowns
Mimicking the altar; perched on raised seating they frown.
Because there is only one God, may you find Him now.
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