The Owls Edge: Flowing out from his rock and ready for more... this determination has set me in a place that has opened the door... to loosing the millstones from my neck; creating an exercise of valor as I learn to forget. The road that was, is no more yet beyond the sunrise I see a place to explore... The quiet that overtakes and the peace that comes, as consuming when the day is done.
The Passion of His Fire: As I let His words wash over me: I see the sun as a magnificent fire of His hidden desire. Moving me like the waves crashing on a rocky shore, smoothing away ridges and opening up doors to hear: Come to the mountain top and enter in, come and be released to go within; to walk in the harmony of this place; leaving my heart open to experience the strength of His mercy and grace. As His word washes over me as a tidal wave of truth it strengthens my desire to be renewed. With trembling and shaking there comes a moment of peace as one is over taken by the beauty of such pure seed; balancing all that I feel inside with excitement that spurs me on to explore the passion of loves tide.
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