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Sep 2023
I tend to find all the tides I have swam through
I bent my body in ways I thought I had to
I sank beneath all the fish in the ocean
I closed my eyes just to feel no emotion

You woke me up, pulled me out of the water
You put your heart next to mine, at the altar
You stood the gap for my Soul when I wouldn’t
You sowed in me all The Peace of Your Covenant

I put my hands on the ground You created
I bowed my head to A King resurrected
I closed my eyes just to feel every moment
I rose above all the waves in the ocean
“Меня ли вы не боитесь, говорит Господь, предо Мною ли не трепещете? Я положил песок границею морю, вечным пределом, которого не перейдет; и хотя волны его устремляются, но превозмочь не могут; хотя они бушуют, но переступить его не могут.”
‭‭Книга пророка Иеремии‬ ‭5‬:‭22‬ ‭
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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   jim moore
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