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Apr 27
The horizontal hurricane
Is not rain north to south
Not a squall which ends before
It takes your fleshly house

NO.

it's a flame 🔥 of water💧
It's a fire that yearns
No rain could ever quench because
It's a bush that burns.

YES.

Weathering the flailing storm
A flatline on a screen
Taƙes courage that no human
Has ever truly seen.

NO.

This storm blows the tempest flat!
Equal to the earth!
The wind sends raindrops east to west
To hug us with their worth

YES!

Jesus faced that fury
The grapes of wrath! He must!
He took on the fires of hell
Which were reserved for US!

YES!

GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD
THAT HE SENT HIS ONLY SON
THAT HE WOULD DIE INSTEAD OF US
SO NOW THE VICTORY'S WON!



SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
April 2025
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