I'm hearing from On High,
out your words to glisten,
given facts forth empowering it over,
enlightenment;
not as those declared to the world:
told to be realty known lies.
I listen close, raging thunder, in distant, draw near, stormy fierce high wind, its sky condition, come toward me, thrilling it is; Your gentle love: of humanity.
I envision, in mind, put eye, its greatness, superior, place wink of assures, your fact super, calming, I no sight; omitted a lost truth: I'm completely blind.
Your generous, show of grace, overwhelm, gives joy, it to others, none like You, seeks out You them lesser; to love despite: it to be my endeavor like You.
You're, as the Spring, giving growth to me, blooming, ending of the cold, freed from inside, unto my life, eared whisper, that's, a name all others; I don't hear: so high.
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Author Notes
Admiration for a brother, who is my Lord, its story of a family; war by members: belittle. I do worship: called truth.
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