THE BOOK OF FAITH

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And it was even in my despair,
I found you.
You were there always, father.
Looking out for me,
Far, high up in the heavens.
The sun beamed light.
The echoes of the mere future.
You were there for my breakthroughs,
You were there for my all.

And now I will glorify you,
The angels will hear from above,
Soaring their wings to the skies,
Into the deep heavenly blue,
the teardrops of above,
will purify the waters of below,
periwinkle wings,
and stashed arrows,
Magnificent creations
of the divine,
belonging to the immaculate.

For, I am your daughter,
creation of the most high,
I will proudly speak your name!
The mighty name, above all names.
Amongst the midst of the grey, blue and white
For, your will had never left me.
You, had never left me.

And so we fight,
With the armour of your sword,
your word, standing against time
and the galactic.
The steel chest plates are everlasting,
Unbreakable, finished, worthy.

Because in your definition,
I was made perfect,
Immaculately   woven
fearlessly made,
more precious than rubies
could hold.

Dear Heavenly Father,
I cannot fully express
my gratitude towards you,
For you created the universe
and the stars,
the deep oceans blue
and the twilight,
of  the blackened skies.

The Man above,
had made every speck of matter
intricately beautiful in his time,
For genuinely,
He had made,
everything,
perfectly stunning,
in His time.

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