Words,
Words are fragments life,
Little tiny pieces of me
In which i send to you as rhythms,
So you might know me as I am in my soul,
They are the Echos of our dreams,
The footprint of our prophecies,
The very anchor of our destinies,
A promise of a better tomorrow.
Words,
the space between my heart and your ears
Sanding the Waves of heavenly realms to your heart,
Showing you the way back to the supreme,
It is that precise line between the physical and the unseen,
The burning force between us and the Creator,
The very language of paradise.
Words, the final touch to a bride and groom saying 'I do',
It is the perfect description to my motivation,
It is me speechlessly looking at the one I love,
Wondering how she come to be.
Words is our heartbeat
Our undying desires to feel loved,
Our unquenchable fire for yah weh,
The Air we breathe,
The first thing I think of when I wake,
The wind that blows,
The waters that fills the clouds,
The ancient scrolls that for told the coming of the son,
Words,
They are the foundation for our histories,
The miraculous story of the big bang,
The identity for everything known to time.
Words,
As it is written,
In the beginning was the word,
And the word was with him,
the I am that I am.
Words,
He spoke and it came to pass,
Let there be light,
And it was good.
Words,
The witness to every peace treaties,
Every whisper that emerged out of the shadows,
A companion to the promise that came with the rainbow,
Words,
From The very beginning
It was,
And Till the end
God is words.
Written by:
The ArcAngel
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