For it is thee that offers the promise of life,
and She that is promised to bare it.
So while thee may decide what is wrong and what is right,
it is She that will bare even judgement.
So it is She that is loving,
and She that is blessed,
for only She will conceive
what living means to the rest.
It is She that I Am,
and I that bare thee life
And with it I bare thee this message,
each of thee bares but One.
Now - here is thee message,
see that it is done.
For it is thee that I have
and thee that I want.
The gift thee may see,
is the life thee offers Me.
By Royden King
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- Published: May 2nd, 2011 10:15
- Category: Spiritual
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