Wednesday, 12 July 2017

The Iron Veil

I stared into the captivity of my soul,
infinity and all her wonders encompassed me,
my essence protruded my mortal coil,
it stretched upon and interwove with the others.

I was central and on the edges,
I was drowning and full of life.
I was suspended on firm ground. 

The intentions of God are behind The Iron Veil!

But in Prayer.
My essence moved freely
like boiling water on wax.  


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