After enjoying the battle with the enemy
No need to wear a crown down here,
this is just the rehearsal for victory
spiritually, you never get to heaven free.
Those hidden feelings locked in deep secret
of silent sins from faithful evenings,
you will never get to heaven on your feet
without falling first upon your knees.
Those flashing memories can be recede
And you will experience transformation
not just in imagery where vision proceed
but in unfathomable depth of Faith Ocean.
Your mind embraces heavenly pleasure
from joy beyond the earthly treasure
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