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Through my window Nigh on midnight Falling snowflakes In the moonlight Swirling, falling Something calling Me toward another world… Each exquisite Crystal lattice Gifts from God To us, por gratis Hidden meaning Knowledge gleaning Knowledge of another world… Something stirring Deep inside me Heart and Spirit, Join to guide me Toward the door; Toward something more Portal to another world… Slowly, surely Fog is lifting Veil dissolving Snowflakes drifting Diamond whiteness Mirrors brightness Shining from another world… Very close now Drawing nearer Misty vision Growing clearer Throne room glorious King victorious Conqueror from another world… Music deaf’ning Church bells ringing Roaring, tolling, Angels singing, Ground is quaking, Trembling, shaking, Glorious, wondrous other world! Veil descending, Vision fading, Crumbling, ending, Fast abating, I am grasping, Clutching, clasping, Yearning for another world. Road before me, Doubts behind me, I implore thee, Lord, remind me: You have sought me, Found me, bought me. I was made for other worlds.
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 8:08 AM UTC
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Through my window Nigh on midnight Falling snowflakes In the moonlight Swirling, falling Something calling Me toward another world… Each exquisite Crystal lattice Gifts from God To us, por gratis Hidden meaning Knowledge gleaning Knowledge of another world… Something stirring Deep inside me Heart and Spirit, Join to guide me Toward the door; Toward something more Portal to another world… Slowly, surely Fog is lifting Veil dissolving Snowflakes drifting Diamond whiteness Mirrors brightness Shining from another world… Very close now Drawing nearer Misty vision Growing clearer Throne room glorious King victorious Conqueror from another world… Music deaf’ning Church bells ringing Roaring, tolling, Angels singing, Ground is quaking, Trembling, shaking, Glorious, wondrous other world! Veil descending, Vision fading, Crumbling, ending, Fast abating, I am grasping, Clutching, clasping, Yearning for another world. Road before me, Doubts behind me, I implore thee, Lord, remind me: You have sought me, Found me, bought me. I was made for other worlds.
A reminder that God is never far from us if we know where to look, and if we learn to read the words that the rain inscribes on the sky.
#god#heaven#trance#vision#snowflakes
RaggedNobleman
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RaggedNobleman
Portland, OR
Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 8:08 AM UTC
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