Clothed With The Sun Poem by Tonisha Fortune

With the rising and setting of the Sun, the Glory of His Light shines radiantly.

Warmed in the spirit, our souls bask in the heat of His Love.

The Brightest Morning Star, giving Life only to the Chosen Earth.

Flourishing in all abundance of blessings, spinning with gravity upon an axis.

Water in the midst of space, a body of Land holding every race.

Looking to Heaven from which we came, the Stars fell down, with Chosen Names.

The world is filled with ALL of His Power, Christ Jesus died and rose again, and this is the Hour!

The Light of this world has passed the torch, we stand on the hill proclaiming and shouting.

The Lord lives in us as we live in Him, and the Light of this whole world dwells in our Body.

No longer hidden, but sparkling for everyone to see, the Spirit of God is upon you and me.

The Day approaches when the Sun will no longer give Light from above, but on earth the Reign of the Son of God comes down on us as a Dove.

Selah.