the wandering eye cast glimpses of divine screens of people in many missing things
Of days accord on record of things that should have stood Beyond the glass that glimmers And gleams of forgotten echoes on Hollow halls and broken down boundaries of fallen shadow walls
>>19224144
Evening comes with pain, it rains a blunder as wicked storm and sweet surrender. By fate alone does things begin to end and as a wind, many shadows cease to form In the morning death seems to beckon of mortal screens and hollow screams, from down below life starts to blossom out of fallen fellows and hearts shrunken mellowed
>>19224151
Those who have been damned by despair, as ghosts exhausted from exaggeration of human awareness and comprehension.
>>19224160
and with every dank dark pool of despair dipped & dived deep within one jumps bottom out into a new world of rejuvenated rejoice known as the moment of now , an land of ever being farmed by the father of love and his shepard son of salvation for in which a man can join hand in hand with his kin of birth given fellowship and chant the heavenly hymns of the way known as the soul form one ear into the other until the holy love intertwined becomes of divinity for the once beast of man devil and sin vanquished into that golden bright light of the omnipresence of our purpose bestowed upon us from the father who art in heaven, Amen
>>19224163
the orchid on the hillside transmute serenity to the pupil of thine eye where in which profound beauty lie