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When God Speaks Without Speech

Restless and heart heavy When i think of all the deception in the world Oh how there are always gods aplenty And heros....but why so many? Its oursleves we must save And examples that stretch our minds For we only know when we are shown Just how blind As i transform i hide my abilities within Just how far they grow...i honostly yet do not know All i know is effects of sin They wound greviously Like a seeking arrow they try and find The weak points in my armor Until im born again Not in flesh But of spirit combating the dark within That tries to trick me. Tell me other things ...many things Are needed to win But they just dont want you to see what u hold within Some hidden art Within you it has always been One became example so we may see And be eternally As a lantern in the dark among the shadows of men A blessing from the creator not to scorn... But so we may each observe and mend What the power of love does to those who rebel If they listen but do not hear Then how can they draw near Close minded people do not often Observe beyond there own ears How the seeds grow and form Same as with man throughout the years God gave animals the things they need And how more awesome are we If God gave us his Son For us to see metaphysicaly Past the obvious and in ways of love It is called poetry The religion of Love is what i speak Pure uncorrupted ...the dreamy stuff That keeps the heart meek A war one lost to win the war for many And in 3 days ...there was overwhleming joy In a peacuful city That dwelt in the hearts touched by ones love And they were loved Deep and unconditionally Tell me of what other God so selflessly speaks? When God speaks without speech it is because he isnt speaking ...but because we arent reading it right In life he uses everything for his art....his poetry

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