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The leaves still rustle when the wind yawns.
The stillness is short lived.
Temper. Temper and controlled storms.
A million bottles of hearts that grieve.
There is beauty in your soul’s brain.
Matchless pairs make up your being.
You are unaware that gold flows through your veins.
Such sanity will cause a stone to sing.
The wounded crawl into hiding once again.
Petals wither at the hour before dawn.
Bleed the oil lamps and drop the curtains attached to the frames.
Then the green light will flood in from the cracked window screen.
We will slowly rekindle the dousing flame from the beam.
It’s time.


My Life In Christ

Born into the light,
Now I’m out of sight.

Away from the eyes of the enemies
Under His wings, He has shadowed me.

Righteousness, Love, Peace
The good things of life, I have these

Was blind but now I can see,
As clear as crystal, I don’t need glasses

Yeah. I’m soaked in the blood of Jesus.
We shine so bright, none of them can see us.

He’s a place, I’m hid in Christ
I’m a giver, my arms don’t fight.

By free course, I get what I want
He died for me, my soul has been bought

I’m gonna tell the world about my King.
He gave me joy, for this reason I’ll sing.

(13 April 2013)

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