Poetry

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Gentle whispers you hear,
as a spring breeze gliding through the trees.
There is a serineness that is beyond reality,
as a mist of ocean spray when the waves
crash against the rocks at sea bay.
She moves in a grace as though never touching the floor.
Everything about her is an aurora.
Like the sun piercing through a diamond
revealing her exquisite design.
Clothing her with pendulms of light,
projecting colors never revealed before.
When she speaks you listen
for the message she gives is of God's Love
and how He desires all to be as Him.
Straight from the great artist palette to a
canvas of unexplainable deploy.
This messenger has but one purpose.
It is ELOHIM, shall be forever more.

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