His hands only could fashion it take golden light make the perfect circle for earthen days it would display A halo a form of perfection it is pure a distinction for all to see all who walk under this ring lighter than Air a texture with an undeniable statement these are blessed love is told it is befitting and bold did I not Make the planets round together light and sound are ever bending the sun and moon are forever Mending by rays of warmth or the coolest glow tidal highs and lows from this all is growing It is the promise aflame marking time until they will be reordered for each of you a golden crown You are today renowned whatever your humble place might be you make the host of heaven smile All the while you follow my lowly path I left along the muddy Jordon or the Sea of Galilee in humanity’s Tide I asked you to abide through small acts you could as a whole defeat a mighty foe mend the tear and Pain of many lost souls darkness the great gulf between myself and them I arrayed you on many battle Fronts as truth and light not one enemy can stand when you exposé your hearts that bleeds for the Prisoners of the dark one your bleeding is the freeing and continued victory that was begun on Golgotha’s hill there I fulfilled the Fathers will sin encircled as with the crown of thorns that I wore The blood glistened but it was shouting you have the children’s hearts wrapped and held by thorns this Act and murderous intent will not stand in this single act of lying down in death all will forever be free Not by words that is the only half hearted way the enemy works but by total love that held nothing back You are to walk with me I go before and behind you are my sheep I didn’t seal it with a ring for your Finger but one for your head because all battles are won or lost in the mind yours is guarded by this Holy fire you are the only one that can remove it and walk away some have but the way is always open To return and will only end when I return and split the clouds of glory then all who are enemies will Be dealt with and know my wrath none are ever forced to walk and have these rights many sadly afflict their own souls and the great day Is near then the harvest will be gathered the golden grain to heaven the chaff for the burning.