A longing soul thinking to be ready to see face to face yet is being remade since day one that it was branded
my fabric is being reconstructed by Excellent's hands that calm the waves and send lightning all at once this soul of mine struggles to see these sunsets in itself but regardless it is not my sentiments that have eternal meaning but Eloi's promises. Given to receive to merely give in abundance for I did nothing to gain the brimful Reality. Merciful Son is my morning song and evening medicine. For now, a bruised reed and smoking flax - holding on tightly to bleeding Love.
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 8:34 AM UTC
A longing soul thinking to be ready to see face to face yet is being remade since day one that it was branded
my fabric is being reconstructed by Excellent's hands that calm the waves and send lightning all at once this soul of mine struggles to see these sunsets in itself but regardless it is not my sentiments that have eternal meaning but Eloi's promises. Given to receive to merely give in abundance for I did nothing to gain the brimful Reality. Merciful Son is my morning song and evening medicine. For now, a bruised reed and smoking flax - holding on tightly to bleeding Love.
