Dangling on one second.
Wind flooding on my face,
I listen very closely,
Almost able,
to see God's face.
He speaks
.................... to me,
his............ silent........... words.
'This is my breathe,
breath it in,
I love you,
you're beautiful,
I'm strong for you,
when you lose all strength,
this is my breath,
breathe it in....'
I listen,
glorified in his,
presence,
undeserving,
of his compliments,
He knows who I am,
Why I am,
As I am.
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