Quick help! Pull me by my arms out of the quick sand of fallacy, that’s stealing our lives, our ways, and our own minds!
Teach us the lure of divinity’s sake that wakens this passion, burning tides of my vision inside! Be o’er the throttle connecting to the impossible!
Unleash your miraculous signs that leaven a Love Backdraft so all-consuming it becomes the potion for society!
Introduce us to this, and send it to spread like a disease fighting to stay alive!
And every time fear shows its rearing face, let this contend with all darkness, while owning a determination so moving that it resumes and fuels humanity for eternity!
Only this, infallible sight of righteousness, will stay to embark on the island of light that continues to dance on the bridges of hope entrancing us tonight! Claiming all our hearts, quenching this desert’s thirst from loneliness for a million years,
Assuming Loves’ Crescendo, detailing eternity’s walls of gold as the scroll of Heaven’s Opera and lathers our life, cleansing us as treatise of the wise, courting us to duties of surprise,
While opening our mouths of goodness and dilating our hearts, let the necessary swarming bees everso fertilize us with their power!
The flower, a vested, fostering scent o’ inspiration has risen! Yet reveling in the comfort of its honor,
To leave its sentimental petals of divinity flourishing as the resin describing our soul’s own purity!
Calling us to meet our true hero that sits inside us at night waiting to speak, O Christ meet us today!
Pouring His ever-perfecting potion on our tongue of favor that graces our destiny
Reminding us that epiphany’s clandestine place creates all of time, ideas, wine and thrives on
Every unwoven, unspoken mind yet stirs waiting to be unleashed
Tempting courage to run free and inundate, the once remorseful hidden beauty,
That climbs to its own calling forming a mold so strengthening it becomes the glue to our own family! And teaches us the score provided to enlighten us how to become the best type of Friend possible!
Open your eyes to the Direction of the next wave of the Lord calling your name!
This world that is crying because we would rather hide our eyes then to feed others,
Running is our weakness and the Legion waits for us to stay with them announcing the new Palissy’s
Breed that will introduce us to the finish line in praise of devotions!
Earnest appraisals coming to us all. . . as a prize for our praise to the sky, in such a boldness that
Our own Eagles cry for us because of the exploding beauty that remains in the hearts of America. United we will attack hate with the pureness necessary to invite Christ into all our ways of goodness and offerings, giving more, respecting more, and genuinely completing our training courses on how to achieve a more brilliant perspective on Love for our families, and in time, the entire World will eventually find how the sustenance of love just seems to always win. This will move them to gear up with it and learn what life is really about.
Earning our place and riding the clouds of encouragement that comfort our coming ways as the Dynamic entourage of hope, offering abilities to overcoming our weak illusions of life!
Freedom will Remain! As we reach the letters of parables only the country’s ancestors dreamed of Heaving the type of proof that our life deserves more than what we can see, touch us all and breathe healing energy into us!
Contour the design of our hearts to start absorbing your ways,
Demolish this pain that takes our day and recover us with placid hopes and dreams that carry the Angels’ fury,
Capturing the cure that the World needs in our hands of purity, as if we sing to make Spring come out every year and meet on our knees for your gracious destiny,
Traditions’ youth blooms in the devotions truth remains, tending to the son’s correction of his Word,
Gearing up by Throwing the Darts of Courage at us hoping to halt the discouragement that breaks us,
Wait til the castle in our hearts ignite in flame, and gain the Freedom of the lighthouse’s Beacon that Tames all our worry at sea!
Casting the gems of heaven to cloak our sanity of what we can control in this life! Hand in hand until the darkness leaves faithfully, and certainly.
“Proudly regaining our foundations that once fell as the tresses of heaven. . .”
By Aimee Antozak