Collecting Data At Threshold Seven
We have Faithful's saying ? It's all good as forever about, love....
Tis a perfect season to gather of these years; sweep away their tears
Reach unto the heavens, grasp her crowned star; cast she into, Beautiful's
Mountaintop where colours wave their banner, be dreams ? Sent this pool waters
Angels ascending descending stirring and drenched his child, crippled; maimed
Chained a lifetime forged while hidden away, aneath their world of sin ?
Seven seems somewhat intriguing slipping atop, retro's boulder; silent her
Emerald currents tossing toys upon baby's fire ? Little brother nursing his bottle
Racing through the kitchen she was a Spirit; standing beyound Celestial's skies..
Revelations embraced by Mercy which kissed their eyes ? Abraham, whom believed
In truth borne past hope left offering tithes; Melchizedek, the King High Priest, of Salem
Without beginning or end holding this heart unto, Beauty's own ? Pouring, light from pages
Love, destiny be written ? Christmas carols, Cherubs gifts Nativity and I am but this, His child.
Copyright © Johnny Rhinem | Year Posted 2013
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