Windows open to the soul that searches,
Answers hidden for the one that reaches.
They'll come closer as she looks deeper.
Their chaotic orchestra scratches at her straining ear.
His voice caught in the web they slew before her.
[Not with a kiss, but with a spear, she is betrayed by her trust.
Not with a fist, but with a coal, the pain of silence is returned to the dust.
Reach into them.
There is an answer through the panes.
Windows open to the soul that searches,
answers a prize for the one that reaches.
About Me
- alexis
- there is this day that I welcome from so short a distance. I will worship and all I will do is worship [ beyond myself, beyond even the greater reaches of my imagination ] and finally The stranger will be restored to her home. The alien will return to her Kingdom. The princess will dance before the King. The bride will be touched by the hand of her Beloved. And finally she will give Him the glory with selfless abandon.
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