The Sevens: Blindness

The eyes of his heart were blinded from the madness Even in the darkness of lost conscious he could see Her’s was a visual that not even blindness could steal away He laughed, he cried He smiled as he realized he could see more clearer than ever Restoration of the heart had taken place Her’s […]

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Fresh Air

The darkened sky began to part The covenant of God shined through The majesty of God’s light beamed down Soothing to this parcel of land Healing to an earth in agony The landscape breathes The breath of God is fresh air photo courtesy of pexels.com  

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Wounded

For a moment I let my guard down You struck quick and ferociously My soul wounded My thoughts woozy But you should know I do not fall easily I concede this tiny victory to you Tomorrow is a new day God willing * photo credit: Wallpaper Better  

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