Post by stephengodfrey on Jul 25, 2011 15:43:39 GMT -5
They speak softly in the morning mist!
The God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob,
teaches them in soft monotones;
In whispering shadows of translucient light, from eons and eons of eternity past.
He, the Great Master of Seriphim, Cheribim
and of created universe, beings.
All listen with raised intensity,
hanging on every morsel of wisdom;
Saturated by His everlasting truth.
The God, is the God of angels
elite, in whispering shadows.
In sunlight bright, on cloudy days
where rain cleanses the tainted earth
with the tears of The Holy One.
He is beloverd for His sacrifice,
His torture on the scared blue earth.
Raised, pierced, thrusted into
the cavern with rolled stone
and guards with spear and shield.
The stone couldn't hold Him, the
whispering shadows, bright, illuminating,
touched the stone, it rolls away.
the spears and shields fall to the ground.
The Great God walks out alive.
The whispering shadows speak today;
In the burning sand, high a top mountains,
across the boundries of human existance;
The whispering shadows proclaiming the
advent of one who resided between two thieves.
The God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob,
teaches them in soft monotones;
In whispering shadows of translucient light, from eons and eons of eternity past.
He, the Great Master of Seriphim, Cheribim
and of created universe, beings.
All listen with raised intensity,
hanging on every morsel of wisdom;
Saturated by His everlasting truth.
The God, is the God of angels
elite, in whispering shadows.
In sunlight bright, on cloudy days
where rain cleanses the tainted earth
with the tears of The Holy One.
He is beloverd for His sacrifice,
His torture on the scared blue earth.
Raised, pierced, thrusted into
the cavern with rolled stone
and guards with spear and shield.
The stone couldn't hold Him, the
whispering shadows, bright, illuminating,
touched the stone, it rolls away.
the spears and shields fall to the ground.
The Great God walks out alive.
The whispering shadows speak today;
In the burning sand, high a top mountains,
across the boundries of human existance;
The whispering shadows proclaiming the
advent of one who resided between two thieves.
