I MACKENZIE KNIGHT I A CHILD OF WRATH A GOD OF LOVE I FALLEN ANGELS EXPOSED I

CORAL HULL: REED-SONG: EARLY POEMS: VOL 2                                                                                                               page-129 I KNEEL BENEATH A MERCY TREE WEEPING WITHOUT SOUND TEARS SOAKING INTO THIGHS I FALL SOONER THAN I EXPECT INTO THE STRANGENESS OF DIRT THROBBING AT THE BASE NOW A FIRST GLIMPSE INTO A PRIMORDIAL WORLD NOW WATCHING FIERCE BARK ANTS RACING UPON MY FOREHEAD NOW TOUCHING A SAD WIND RUSHING THROUGH MY BREAST I HEAR THE SURRENDER OF CRYING TIDES THAT DARK PULL OF OCEAN ON SOUL I AM ALL LIFE RUSHING INTO MY OWN BREAST THEN JUST RUSHING THE HARD TIRED SPLINTERS OF TREE BARK STICKING TO MY LIPS ALWAYS I CRY OUT ALONE BENEATH THAT TREE BECOMING THE WINTER YET THERE IS TOO MUCH TO BARE I SURRENDER BENEATH THAT TREE OF DESPAIR IAM WEAK TAKE ME INTO DARKNESS I SAY TO YOU DARKLY ROTTING IN THE GROUND BELOW MUST I FOREVER LET GO AND SCREAM TO LOVE      This website is part of my personal testimony that has been guided by The Holy Spirit and written in Jesus' name.

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