Reverently seeking clues into my destiny,
embracing memories of stolen moments
Where nomads fall upon bended knee,
and beggars beseech their alms in cents.
I pray for forgiveness from our Most High,
tears of silence flow down my cheek
While doubting my own with those passed by,
and gentiles of old were also weak.
Pleading for mercy unto my battered soul
from this world, I cry out for deliverance!
Precious few have reached a Heavenly goal?
and I humbly pray for repentance.
Illuminating my spirit as an eagle soars
answering a desire to know in my heart,
Coming into my life now, opening new doors,
and leaving me with an omen to never part.
The eagle disappears from before my sight,
winds whispering secrets now branded
Upon it's wings, as my dreams have taken flight;
and I now wonder where the eagle has landed.
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paint "Salvation", a composition to add treasure to the Major Art,
delivering a wise message.
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Under the rhythm of the drums of life the sage quills danced to
paint "Salvation", a composition to add treasure to the Major Art,
delivering a wise message.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU