Post by pauldaleroberts on Dec 3, 2019 21:32:14 GMT
The Throne of Heaven
By Deanna Jaxine Stinson aka Wish Fire
Halo Paranormal Investigations
www.cryptic916.com/
Sacramento Paranormal Help
www.facebook.com/HaloParanormalInvestigations/
Email: jazmaonline@gmail.com
Words stream by
Like paper fires
Flooding spaces
Of dark waters
A hope set into
Light in lanterns
Of the city sky
I wished for Heaven
Wherever it may lead
Past fallen footsteps
Of many stars
And premonitions of
Nothing to gain
But true love
Or a sorrow
Weighed like arrows
Cutting my head
Into pieces with
Heaven and hell
Where I wait for
The judge of my
Emotions
To purify my heart
To orchestrate the beginning
A chapel
To worship
The angels of each sin
Nails sharpening
To punish me again
While I learn to
Face the shadows
Like the sun
And I belong to
A golden throne
Where I sit in silent
Recollection of
My hands and all
They’ve done
Well they were moving
The same as everyone's
And there was no difference
In the end
By Deanna Jaxine Stinson aka Wish Fire
Halo Paranormal Investigations
www.cryptic916.com/
Sacramento Paranormal Help
www.facebook.com/HaloParanormalInvestigations/
Email: jazmaonline@gmail.com
Sacramento Paranormal Haunted Hotline: 916 203 7503
Words stream by
Like paper fires
Flooding spaces
Of dark waters
A hope set into
Light in lanterns
Of the city sky
I wished for Heaven
Wherever it may lead
Past fallen footsteps
Of many stars
And premonitions of
Nothing to gain
But true love
Or a sorrow
Weighed like arrows
Cutting my head
Into pieces with
Stone daggers through
Heaven and hell
Where I wait for
The judge of my
Emotions
To purify my heart
To orchestrate the beginning
And build in each place
To worship
The angels of each sin
Nails sharpening
To punish me again
While I learn to
Face the shadows
Like the sun
And I belong to
A golden throne
Where I sit in silent
Recollection of
My hands and all
They’ve done
Well they were moving
The same as everyone's
And there was no difference
In the end