Slivers
We see but a sliver
Of golden gleams,
We see but a sliver
Of prophetic dreams,
We see but a sliver
Of many terrific things,
We see but a sliver
Of his graceful wings;
For these heavenly things,
God asks eyes fully open
To see and then betoken
Others to see a sliver
More, of that golden river.
-See the dreams of demon's so easily as we lay unconscious. Pray you wake up before the nightmares begin.
Copyright © Tim B | Year Posted 2012
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