Resurrection - Poem by MAGNUS KING
I have long admired in quiet solitude
The crying voice of lightning
Lodged within my inmost being
The shadows of laughter reversed in the fire
Like the dewdrops upon the savannah
Blooming the scents of myrrh away from morning
And attaining the coffee tree at dusk
When as my frankincense is come against darkness
By grace and His thunder
My flag is a signature to encourage hopes of lost dreams
As my white stone stands and sits upon Mount Zion forever!
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