Spirits of dark
Trying to control
Trying to break through
Not me
Not my soul
God will triumph
Over these worms
Parasites of decay
Fraud and disease..
But
Oh hopeful son
The love of one
Beauty of old
Forever young
Dancing in cedars of silk
Soft and clean
The scent of pure flowers
Ascending like a beam
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Blessings to all, My name is Jennifer I am a 40 yr. old woman who has been shown much mercy and grace, keeping hope alive while letting go ..I write what I call prophetic poetry, but maybe it's just how my soul grasps for life, writing out the unseen battles that wage throughout. Glory and honour are for God alone. Prayer request's are welcomed🙏🏻🌼
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