With such a Messenger

With Such A Messenger

 

With such a Messenger on wings so magic

in full force flying through the cold spring,

to my amazement and surprise determined

to give straight in my face a KEY to sing…

 

O, what a sweet creature through the air

aiming at me without doubt all!

How can I miss the message from my Father,

that’s mine to speak the Truth on this live ball?

 

The Emerald was called our Home Planet.

A Gem of splendor in its Light divine.

From Father’s Heart, the fascinating Lions

were all His Joy, in plain majestic shine.

 

The Grand Creation life’s without limits.

There is no end to worlds in Heaven’s sea.

In purpose holy and in Love all dwelling,

the many beings learn to grow and be.

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