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We Are Forever His Child

inside we so often wander aimlessly through the vortex of spirituality we dig still deep then ever before to reach the pinnacle of are being soft sandal feet with a pitter patter noise of a peace that passes understanding gravity takes a hold of me yet again I wander aimlessly onto another place the cadence of columns with pillars nestled in the tiny fragments of my skull love has a name I am that I am may you all understand love came to the woman at the well with a great faith to tell love was drawing with his finger in the sand in front of the prostitute accused love was there from the very beginning & continues freely to bask in the vast expanse of all known duration of inner sanctity love needs to get apart from societal mainstream cause living in todays mindset can be very mean people are wandering as if nomadic herdsmen in desolation falling apart at the seams in a pool of seeking self to please shadows block the tug of the heart to light the inner spark of what I need to know vast numbers are coming to an ultimate decision for there lives does it come at any big enough surprise that Jesus is living in us let us not enter into the forces that beckon a resistance out of ever circumstance learn to take part in the dance most of the world is living in a trance locked away in their own little tomb we are forever his child in twilight through the turmoil & pain join hands to start spreading the true meaning of why we are here let me make this quite clear not everyone is free they will call him Lord in the final day but he will not hear you come to the small still voice who beckons your heart to draw near let love be the anchor that holds the soul don't lose your control people generally live for sin, self & Satan wearing your Sunday best while frying the bacon come to a greater knowledge then self maybe you want to put that book right back on the shelf only one life will soon be passed only what's done out of love will last yet no one gets by on any free pass We are forever his child gripped by the masters hand hopefully someday you will all live to understand ?

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