Light On the Devil's Chord - Day 21
The waters of the Holy Spirit stirred with strength
And commenced to churn itself alive inside the well,
Forming a new maelstrom so radiant it seemed to rise in special presentation,
Roaring its heartfelt existence known
Our prince roared to drown its verities out,
As my eyes heavily poured forth its growing form
"Cease your sobs of truth!
Why in this well do you need your Father's light!
When what I have shown you could palpitate the bloods of your capricious soul?
Battle me you must...
I know you must for He has confidence in you
Where He has conviction in my destruction
The undercurrents of my heart shan’t assuage you
But the streams of you and your Lord’s duets estrange and enrage me
I am jealous, oh salient woman,
Jealous of how it stirs in you hope,
I want to clasp its throat and murder it endlessly!!!
I am your instrument, practice me...
I am your tool, use me…
Do not quench yourself just yet
Be thirsty for me...
Do not drink,
Comprehend me
Adore me just a little longer..."
The waters swirled around me, seeping slowly
The darkness in the well matured
And his eyes glowed menacingly,
Burning on me with fires rising
He was thinking of what more he could say,
Sifting through the urging thoughts,
Desperate for a truth that would dominate the Holy Spirit’s sway
I sang,
"Those eyes once rested with me,
The same eyes that envision evil ends,
And transgressional beginnings,
Those burning eyes full of fire and desire,
Full of hate, envy and ire,
What do they truly see,
What do they reveal of me?
Your eyes, they see an altered ultimatum,
They are blind to our Father’s prophesies,
And open to your own fantasies
Unrealities and fictions made physical
I will not practiceyou, I will experience you
I will not use you, for I love you
So Fictional Future, get past me
And behind me!
You have feasible eyes, so let them see,
I am no queen,
I serve the King!
And these eyes you see here
Look at me!
These eyes you see here,
The same eyes that have seen your hurt afresh,
Pour forth warmest tears,
They open widely
To see exactly what they need to see
They shall love and create freely
Bearing each tempt and derision with a behemoth’s vision!"
He stared into my fierce eyes,
Jaws clenched,
They watered, never blinking
His vile thoughts meant to be verbalized,
Yet well he knew to reach my ears he had to speak his heart
Stemming from truth and virility
"Those round beauties you possess, strong Majesty,
Reveal potentials dragons only dream
We are as equals, mine and your eye,
Never simple, intensifying, powerful pupils,
Expanding beauty with truth and lies...
Your eyes, do you not see?
I fathom what you knowingly perceive"
He shuttered, staring
"Focus on me,
Your eyes penetrate the night,
They challenge my own,
With a love lost in my catastrophic tone....
Your eyes....
Over and over they cry....
Bring us peace,
In different colors, changing in milliseconds they plead
Like in the ground where your grandfather lies,
Among veterans long dead,
Fighting, losing and rotted
Infinitely brave bones....
With soul blood pumping remembrance
Your eyes,
Your eyes are burying the dream with the death of denial
I will see through them,
And through mine you will see what you can be....
You can forever...forever, understand me..."
Long are these songs in this wretched pit...
Do not give in to it
The dark is temporary
The light is everlasting
"I have faced you over and over,
We all have
And we all have eyes
Past twenty, beyond forty days
I have seen your cruel guise
Do not tremble, oh dragon,
Your jealous impatience
Roars through those glowing eyes
Your desires uncircumcised
Look beyond us, you and I
See my world of grace
You have seen the bravery of my grandfather
So possess my womanly frame
Look beyond,
Look above
Look around,
Realize through mine,
And visualize a stream of love you constantly fight
Today is a special day,
So see it right..."
I approached him slowly and touched him,
Softly, his hands enclosed over mine
His voice was hushed like the secret between him and I,
Brushing in the brinks of thrill and suspense
He wet his lips, readying them for emphasis
"Now in this life, at this very moment in time,
Beholding the wonders of many worlds in your eyes,
I confess:
I see him alive there,
And I envy him,
For he was eternally kind to you
A part of you evermore
A trinket you hold to your heart dearly
As I lose you vastly
And as for your God,
I have known Him fully and turned from Him
And I envy Him too,
Just remember me, as you remembered me every night in prayer—
He wants you,
Though I need you."
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2016
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