Thy color of empathy and years beyond twenty, thus grace thy life with expectancy and an entrance to eternity. Hath thy thought of what Faith hath brought? Indeed its true colors shall shine forth during a war thus purely fought, through scars and bruises thy form such muses.
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Words of such hath been engraved upon thy white washed pages of elegant ages. Thy plan of life so gracefully encased and cherished with great intent. And life so beautifully seen through the eyes of the most High, for truly I say to thee, thy Faith so boldly holds thy entrance foretold. And with clouds high above ground, and birds that fly without sound. With songs so sung and profound, there up high sing thy sign, so mightily divine.
Hath thee remembered thy Faith's best gate?
Towering high to the skies, I plead with thee to build carefully. For thy foundation shall carry thy nation to thy destinies station.
A feature not known to man, thus clearly bound and so vastly astound, thee that hath passed lay Faithfully crowned. Colors so bright bring forth a mighty sight, clearer than day is thy profound plight. Hold steadfast to thy gifted task, shall thee not falter when placed upon an alter... Indeed, a time as now hath been of one much wonder, thus confusion may blind thy transfusion of thy WORDS first blood in such allusion.
Thy path shall last in much speedy stance. Therefore, I plead with thee, to hold unto thy that hath created thee, for truly Faith is thy best Heavens Gate.
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CREDIT NOTE:
I credit this post to my sweet friend, thank you for the lovely memories and for many more to come. Truly Faith is the best way, yet it is a journey, and each person needs to take up the stake for them selves and travel on with God the One and Only. Thank you so much for participating in my Inspirational word challenge, I really appreciate it.
- Alex ❤
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