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Shooting Arrow
A shooting arrow I see
as I walk closer to thee;
penetrating to me
as this divine thing is getting closer to the sea.
How could this be?
As I open the waves -
the sky is shooting at me
as if heaven was mad at me!!
How can I please?
the desire of the shooter -
that once was betrayed with a kiss.
I open His word,
and instantly it penetrates my heart
like a combat-sword;
like a shooting-star;
like a fatal-dart.
This is a...
Radical change of an Eagle.
Disappearing the darkness, the selfishness, the pride,
and the ego.
Every single time I
open the wave of life;
the ocean drowns me
giving me a new way of life -
at the same time it's opening my eyes
while I...
stare at the shooting arrows descending from the sky.
Landing and trespassing my feet,
my hands, my ribs, and my mind -
crucifying my-self
as the Jews did to Christ.
The Gospel is like a shooting arrow that penetrates all hearts.
(This poem was inspire by the passion that Sunshine (Nicole) has for the Gospel)
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