It’s not the sun. It’s not the moon.
It’s not the stars. They serve as signs.
The ordered light they offer shines,
but cannot sing a sacred tune.
He’s coming and He’s coming soon.
We lift our voice. We lift our hands
abandoning our once prized plans.
In unison our praises rise.
In expectation, earth and skies,
are eager, waiting for our stands.
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “rise” to be used in a D-line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Decima Challenge. Eugenia offers “unison” for her weekly prompt. I am thinking of Romans 8:16.
So beautiful – The divinity of God is present in the spirit of all.
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Yes, He is there. Thank you, Pragalbha!
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Oh yes, He is coming and soon. That is so true. Thanks for the great reminder.
Blessings.
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His is coming soon. Thank you and blessings, Michael!
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Oh wow, I could feel the echoing excitement in this–I’m so eager!
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I am glad the excitement came through. Thank you, Zelda!
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You’re so welcome!
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This is a beautiful and very enlightening piece, Frank. Thank you for joining in.
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Thank you, Eugenia!
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You’re welcome, Frank!
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Yes, every knee shall bow. 🙂
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They shall when that day comes. Thank you, Mark!
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❤ I need to read all your thoughts! These are great insights and expressions.
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I am glad you liked this, Chel! Some of the things I have written in the past I no longer like or agree with. The last two years has been a time of major changes for many people including myself.
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