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The Heaven Is Standing By

It is the ages that are stepping out infront of me. It is the time that keeps dancing with me And the ferocious wind keeps insulting my dignity. I am free with the passing wind, I am free with the Clear blue sky, I am free with the days as they Cut through the mountains with hope saturated in In its crust molded in a millon particles of dust I am free with the magnitude that rises to the sky And the stars above embracing me with love It is the magnificent radiant light that reflects From the moon that gives me the feeling that you will be coming soon.Yesterday is not yet Forgotton the rays moving with the clouds And the wilderness spinning with a profound sound And the cloud stands still with its conceited glory build a tunnel to hide its sin and block its entrance So that no one can get in. But in the end the barrier breaks its own path, giving me a magnificent start.I have traveled the heaven ten score and more And each time, I keep learning more and more The angels are always looking around for the Message that can comfort those who are forgotten. I am free to walk quietly down the road of history One paved with bitter and sweet memory, and the random years that will not go away and keep pointing its nose and sniffling for a common sound Oh when the days passes by and the earth meet beneath the sky, the heavens will shout, The spirits will groan and heart and heart will meet in a brand new town.I am free with the passing Time and now is the time to get what is rightfully mine A love that is so divine moving rapidly with the heat as it watches the hearts of deceit perish in the heat.Listen to the roaring sound and you will see destiny moving around the town The heaven is standing by to embrace me in the sky.

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Date: 5/21/2020 1:34:00 PM
Lovely write...Well expressed...Heaven's gates are opened when it's time to go home...
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