I am not just an alchemist in word,
but an alchemist in deed! Can you see
the word as found between the lines
for those who care to read and see.
Awakening is not just a minor detail of morning;
It is when you choose to change the road you are on
no matter the price you have to pay!
I live in an age that wears the peril of a precipice
from which you can be deposited into the depths,
or like a fledgling learn to fly! Mother, you know
I’ve flown through the ages even when so much
treachery wished to clip my wings. I am
like a sky sworn to the silence of action
to exemplify the need to see others take wings;
Even as words find contradiction in newer words
to confound evil and vindicate the righteous!
God knows evil can miscontstrue words, but can
it manipulate acts in sudden detail of their manifestation.
I am like an abrogatory power that finds construction
in divesting the sodomy of evil in a hidden subtle nakedness of action
We are virginal as long as we resist rapine. How many
of you are capable of that? How many of you measure up to
acts of violent rapine in defiance of their perpetrators? We can be warriors
only if we choose to be! God doesn’t complicate with compulsion.
He gives you the option to see and seek! If we choose the siege perilous
and dance to the rhythm of redemption, we will know the glory of
Kings and the God, who speaks to us from the framework
of hidden muted but sounding clarions and trumpets; that so, we
become artisans of a pottery where we drape the clay of his culture
and become his immanent cultivation ourselves!
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