Joyce Faure Poet Narrative

Mysteries Leap of Faith

Establishing  Establishments   In My Life
   
                                  Where kisses be fierce be deep be teased from within 
                  The heavens  open up and pour down blessing of love   
That  can now receive greetings from above the heavenly dome
that travels away  from the road named 
 All is gone. .
               My advice Erase  troubled past, embrace  the miracle of
 what God can do be truthful because for sure lies fade away in the darkness
 They hide from the truth with desired steady even private storms with    
rhythms  beating pulsating electricity true hearts today tonight  for ever  rotations clapping there hands in glory with kisses sweeter than wine juicy and honey sweeter then the honeycomb to face another day given gives test the faith  
 completely but the spirit mind a soul the  flesh hold in that spirit  grip! wandered the earthly frame  most times earthly lost and gain among tattered souls did feast do feast the beast appeared a fight for that test the veil child know what she knows and also her mate this beast did not own  the battles that scar the face hands body and gives no grace to the spirit or flesh but put the soul  in the abyss of pain  but the Lord gave faith and substance and hope for evidence as the three  qualified fought for my hand in the earthly real world realm and the finding of me which one one of them to say I am there good thing. Who did win ? Not completly seen  who fought a mighty battle  in heavens hands  by the iron gates around heavenly realms
A fight far away from  houses and land and earth hour to hour moment to moment  heart in framed pictures  to keep a token and memories to gain  to asked the question Lord of Lord  who did  win?
 From the mind of  the long lost storm many worlds away!
 My knight a full knight visited me with a secret request at this time I was  a child as I thought as a child but stood he by my side holding my hand by the weeping willow tree talking  revealing secrets to my spirit nightly he was  above a general than he went home heard he than grew into a prince than a king then one day or night a call was made from my kingdom veil secret dome  realm  someone wanted to see the soul of me to  explore my soul to get to know my attention name in the earth world gains it was the knight from the weeping willow tree his face was never for me to see my soul danced for me and made me laugh a joyful full call it was true tears and true laughter all at once. My Lord said unto me right now your lord is near down by the waters edge close very close  leaning on the tattered carved stone wall cries by the entrance foyer were the green grass is growing !
He be torn! but he is wearing a mask And am asking My Lord of Lords who did Win? I never saw the face  but mysteries do unfold huh?

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