Rebound my soul to heavenly bodies , I realize the holy spirit's guiding me through these holy cities. The way is quiet but it says a lot, the whole universe talks to you but why are you an aware.
God
His impalpable touch strokes me everyday with his motherly warmth and it let's me know with the slightest good that comes my way. He us my savior, my soul , my origin and the owner of my wisdom.
You can never fool him, he is knows your words when you lie, knows the truth when you try to hide. Who will you run from when what you did will call you to the warzone. You would loose , its destined as who you will be fighting will be your own wildest demons that you created your own. God can't do anything for you but if you bow down to your loose ad accept the truth. He will be your savior and fight for your good.
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Unheard whispers of heart
PoetryThe feelings that are engraved in the depth of our Heart . Those crying without reason and getting imbued in premonition.
