Eastward in the Garden of Eden, I am planted
A cite where the enormous, materfamilias river is emplaced.
A tree pleasant to the sight and a tree fuitful
The cherubim and the flaming swords twirling in every direction beshield my way consistently.
Like that tree of life in Heaven, I am
Planted by the side of the pure crystal river that proceeds from the Throne of God.
Oh look, it bares dozens of fruits, bringing them forth all year round
My leaves do not wither either, they are aesthetically evergreen
I am a consecrated entitative soul, surrounded by virtue and mercy
Whatever is employed by my hands does be and flourish
Futility is all what every malediction aimed at me wrenches to
The throne of God and of Christ is in it.
- Author: Amon (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 24th, 2020 03:12
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 27
Comments5
A fine write Amon.
thanks Orchy
A beautiful feel to this read Amon - thank you for sharing it.
Thanks ma'am, have a good day
Whatever keeps your boat afloat my friend, I must say I enjoy the rhythm.
Thanks for sharing
Much peace and respect
Thanks for the read and comment Dan
Wonderful words Amon, may your faith stay with you.
Andy
Thanks Gold
What a delightful journey you take your reader on.. thoroughly enjoyed the visit.... Stay safe and well,
Neville
Thanks Nev, say safe as well
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