Across night sky sly breezes northern blow.
On wisp a dragon calling darkness chants.
Transcend past loves and ancient dreams you know
Or reap the ruin wily serpent grants.
In color dreams replay of life’s ill show,
Old thoughts resolve in mind a whisper plants.
Uncertain destination cries no tear,
Her soul renewed by spirit casts out fear.
Across night sky sly breezes northern blow.
A shadowed passion calls sopranos sing
In flight her mind eyes opened, spirits glow.
Transporting grace upon an angel’s wing
A taste of light to life she hopes to bring.
Unwavered thoughts are held as lightening cracks,
An earnest trial to beckon where she lacks.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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