Lying In Your Slumber
LOVE is perfection... in itself, eager it is open... always there for another, hides
itself from no one.
Hate knows quietly fears, knows nothing of this hides anyone it can away from this.
Look around if you would... ?
It will cry out about everything that LOVE is. Is and seething quite jealous because by
itself, yes living alone trammeled within, it can't see anymore all that LOVE truly is...
because even by itself, LOVE it's BEAUTIFUL!
Hope you find it as you can within yourself as you look... because I know now God BEING
FAR GREATER, IS PURE LOVE, the devil he is the denial of this, is yes merely the grand
exclusion of LOVE; God... . Someone sadly exclusive crying out from with himself, nothing
other than an airy hate of Him
God Loves you... be it the dawn of the day, or as you lye peaceful, or-still "raging" in-
your-slumber... !
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