Psalmist and prophetess
Whispers of the prophetess wake my spirit,
Is this limbo or resurrection of my purpose,
I hear promises in between,
To better me from the worse I've become,
Slowly she invites me to salvation
But I doubt the will in this thing.
I've lost encounters of laughter,yet they show me thirsty laughter
I forgot to love,they revive my joyous memory,
Tears I despised,I realize the beauty in their pain,
If servants of the almighty can cry,
May my palms bleed with pain if only for sacred purpose
Lovely whispers ensue,of life retold,
Consistence in their will brightens my hope,
Would my dreams ever be revolved?
Well,who to watch than the supreme's chosen
A psalmist and the prophetess,
A chance for my dwelling gone wrong suddenly redone,
Structures of empty souls redesigned in love.
I will tread more focused,love more earnestly yet learnedly,
For the Torah foretold the destiny
And I have found the hidden epiphany
Kennedy
Is this limbo or resurrection of my purpose,
I hear promises in between,
To better me from the worse I've become,
Slowly she invites me to salvation
But I doubt the will in this thing.
I've lost encounters of laughter,yet they show me thirsty laughter
I forgot to love,they revive my joyous memory,
Tears I despised,I realize the beauty in their pain,
If servants of the almighty can cry,
May my palms bleed with pain if only for sacred purpose
Lovely whispers ensue,of life retold,
Consistence in their will brightens my hope,
Would my dreams ever be revolved?
Well,who to watch than the supreme's chosen
A psalmist and the prophetess,
A chance for my dwelling gone wrong suddenly redone,
Structures of empty souls redesigned in love.
I will tread more focused,love more earnestly yet learnedly,
For the Torah foretold the destiny
And I have found the hidden epiphany
Kennedy
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