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Spiritual completion.

Submitted:Jan 5, 2007    Reads: 163    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

I am mass empty,

Only to be put together,

When the Spirit hovers over me,

Inside is the dark,

Light must be called forth,

If I look up I see light

And down on me life will pour,

If I dwell on what is beneath me,

I will only sink

And get swollowed by the dark,

But in the mist of this overwhelming

Sea of iniquity,

If I move toward the sun,

I will find the rock,

To live upon, to be safe,

From�the creatures of the deep,

Deep inside of me

Are�the seeds of wheat and weeds,

I am to be a star in the night,

So some can find their way,

Until the dawning of the sun,

For the moon gives not,

It's own light,

It is a reflection of the sun.

Whether I am in the sea,

Or dry on the rock,

There will aways be,

Something�that will�challange me,

No matter if it creeps or crawls,

Or is Fifteen times stronger then I,

The question is,

Will I tame these beasts,

Worship the beasts

Or let it devour me?

Genesis 1:1-31


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