Battling Spirits
The Wind is coming.
Breaking all who stand.
Thoroughly she comes
Swiftly she moves.
Stealthily she masks her goal.
She whispers
‘Steal, kill destroy.’
“Open, let me break you.” she cries.
The light is here.
Breaking mighty winds; He enters.
Quickly, in an instant.
Radiantly he shines.
HE SCREAMES!
‘Look, listen, grasp.’
“Rise! I will save you!”
The Wind cautiously sneaks.
Softly she moves s behind.
Carefully she sneaks through doors yet closed.
Maliciously raising her aroma.
Murmuring lies in a distance.
Mumbling deceits are near.
“Eat. Sleep. Die.”
“Eat. Sleep. Die.” She begs.
“CHOOSE.” Light says.
The light has come.
Shattering deception’s ringing screech.
Singing of love’s deep drumming voice.
Brilliant is the light of truth.
WORTHY IS THE LIGHT OF my LOVE.
“Pray. Live. Love…laugh! ”
He hopes… lightly.
Open the light of love.
Love, Davy
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