~ (~) ~ ... ""because-Bold Winds-Rave"" ... ~ (~) ~
~ (~) "Yes to tell the truth whatever I deemed alone so-far-myself in my-lifetime to be-of-
eminent-promise, quiet virtue — is but only a tale I fetched up to be my merry placate... yes
gathered up from the ominous hollo of the wandering winds, told in the futility of my mind
infinitely far-and-a-ways beyond the timelessness of their prudence, love... enchantment
continuing grace; that which I would delight myself in the-hands-of today — and for-the-
remainder of them... if were they to come to pass... ." (~) ~
~ (~) "For-them I would-not-barter a thing... but-offer-all-of-me again... and whatever
pleasures brought-bought-and-sought after-from-then-on yes I pray it would assume a true
peace, for everyone — instead-of-the-clutter wrought-mostly-of-my-own-confusion, and the
certain-hell-it-has brought-me, and another, as a result — but still... given this fact I feel
scars still-grow-old eventually growing over, given-the blessing of-time... life — the struggles
toward an honest enlightenment through faith in Christ all leading to victory I believe today
no-matter — the periodic lack-thereof... ." (~ ) ~
~ (~) "So I consider the experience of this hope as-the-promise-awaiting all-who would-will-
moreover-to fight-to-breathe, God's mercy the breath of life being their release, forgiveness,
their-humble-reprieve... ." (~) ~
~ (~) "Because captivating I think-yes, the-passion-of-a-promise left unfinished — alive... like
the-fury-and-fortitude-of-a-raging-wind, and so it is felt and upheld forever-kept-open —
such-it-is-I-feel-to-own-a-love, unending." (~) ~
~ (~) Be-it-to-death-or-the-journey-beyond, though prompt as time-presses-on so this hope
will always remain. (~) ~
~ (~) "Abounding-of-all good things-peace-forever-carrying its sweet refrain...
and with eternities light shown down... you know I shudder-to think-not...
because where-have I gone-that the-ground has-not risen-up to-greet-me... and-peace-
wasn't-found-eventually...
and at this moment where is it exactly I don't feel safe... through these things I know truth is
always resurrected...
and yes through these propositions I'm sure... so very much more can be deliberated!" (~) ~
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Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2010
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