Last night I received this poem I wanted to share with you all... it is written by MICHAEL.....
WALKING WITH JESUS
AS I WAS WALKING WITH THE LORD
I WONDERED WHAT TO SAY
A CITY SPREAD BENEATH MY FEET
THE STREETS I KNEW SO WELL
AS WE APPROACHED THE GATE TO HELL
I SAW MANKIND'S SUFFERING THERE
AND TURNED AND FACED MY LORD ANEW
AND ASKED WHAT I COULD DO
HE TURNED TO ME AND SAID MY SON
THERE IS ONE THING
THAT CAN AND WOULD BE DONE
TO BRING MERCY UNTO THE WORLD
REACH OUT HE SAID AND TOUCH ONE SOUL
THAT IT MAY ENTER IN
FOR THE TIME IT HAS COME
FOR MANKIND AGAIN TO BE ONE
AND THIS IS A THING THAT COULD BE DONE
SO WE WALKED TO HIS TEMPLE
AND HE TAUGHT ME THE WAYS
TILL THE MOMENT MY SPIRIT WOULD SOAR
AND I KNEW I WOULD LEAVE HEAVENS FLOOR
AS I LAY IN MY PLACE
AND FELT THE TEARS ON MY FACE
I KNEW THERE WOULD BE BUT ONE WAY TO COME HOME
A PROPHECY FULFILLED
AND A NEW PLACE TO BE BUILT
WITH THE KEY TO HEAVEN GUARDED WITHIN
SO I KISSED HIM AND SAID
FATHER MAY OUR LOVE ABIDE
TILL THE MOMENT I WILL COME BACK HOME
AND HE SPOKE COMFORTING WORDS
TO MY SPIRIT WITH CARE
FOR THE BODY ON EARTH I WOULD SHARE
THE DREAM TO FULFILL
AND THE TIME TO PREPARE
TO OPEN THE GATE TO HEAVEN ANEW
FOR THE GUARDIAN I AM
AND IN NAME MICHAEL I STAND
TILL THE DAY AT HEAVENS DOOR I SHALL WAIT
AND THE FIRST TO NEED ENTER THE GATE....
HE TOUCHED MY SOUL
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E6W3gwbsYl0
HE TOUCHED MY SOUL TOO :D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMRXblZplL4
I´m seeing and having BUTTERFLIES everywhere......... TRUE LOVE.....http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xzt4wn0Wb1Y
Butterfly Passion
Marching across the straining view,
saddles are on their own.
The pounding hooves like crushed bells
start suddenly to moan.
When I hold the armed love,
controlling the courage in oak boats,
spoiled and regenerated sunbeams
cross the country raspberry roads.
Glittering landscape by the shores
is a newborn faith beaten by the countless waves.
Everything tempts me to love you...
Everywhere I run, love rains...
The revelation of the butterfly passion
in front and back throbs the same.
What a fresh smell of your eyelashes-
I braid them along with my mane!
In midsummer we are like two young angels,
inhaling love one motion at a time.
Your legs walk on mine, stepping on love,
and right away I sense the meaning of life.
To be born together, yet years apart,
we both rush out of the womb...
My eyes are blurry, yours are so clear,
when I carry the river to you.
Your tears are free,
but mine are armed from above.
Let me hold our courage,
so the courage could arm our love!
no I did not know Amanda, what a coïncidence don't you think?
