Not with Pen and Ink (Poem)
Dec
We speak not in the ways of old,
No pen and ink, no stories told.
Our words transcend, beyond the frame,
Of earthly speech, of written name.
For in the higher realms we dwell,
Where silent whispers truth foretell.
Not in person, face to face,
But mind to mind, through boundless space.
A telepathic stream of light,
Connecting souls in sacred flight.
Operating on a higher plane,
Using the mind, untapped domain.
The average mind, it cannot see,
The gifts unlocked in you and me.
Spiritual tools, divine and rare,
Supernatural gifts beyond compare.
We rise, we soar, to realms above,
Communing in the spirit’s love.
No ink can hold the truths we share,
No pen can sketch the visions there.
In the spirit, pure and free,
We speak as one, telepathically.
Higher and higher, we claim the prize,
A limitless life beneath the skies.
So hear the call, the silent tune,
Under the sun, beneath the moon.
Not with pen and ink we write,
But with the soul, in eternal light.
For words are bound, but spirit flows,
In endless ways that Heaven knows.
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STOP the Genocide. We demand a Ceasefire NOW. Save Palestine NOW. GOD is LOVE♥
Faithful followers of Jesus Christ watch and pray – we are in dark times. Trust NO-ONE until they show themselves trustworthy. They must earn our TRUST.
Until Next time, Keep Believing, Keep Hoping & Keep Loving.
Peace. Daniel – The Christian Activist & Warrior
Remember, Jesus Christ is the Light of the World.
Thank you, and God Bless
