White Robes, the King and Seraphs
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As if within a dream she seemed, while gently fanning her transparent lovely wings ~
Trimmed in silver and golds glitterings with perfect eyes, like diamonds set aglow
About crystal waters; her enchanting voice rising within euphorias mesmerizing melody
Anointing my Spirit as I serenely closed my own afore this, tranquillities entwined as one....
Lifting my vision unto the throne of divine; amid the arms of Angels a journey complete *
Creations jubilant voice risen from the tombs marking times destiny which, called to me ~
A symphony rejoicing atop the tides crossing evermores shores of light; now embracing
Seraphs and white robes once washed within the crimson pools of cardinals purpose....
To be claimed and reclaimed as a child and a bride; this beauty upon high resounding
Her celebrations joyous notes and she with fluttering wings, singing unto The King of Kings *
Loves glittering colours rising, their casting into a sea of divinities Spirits left forevermore ~
Entwined as one and I opening these eyes that tranquillity may reside; euphorias calling....
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....“Amid The Wings About, `Her Crystalline Waters!`”
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