In the realm where souls converge,
Resides a force, a sacred surge.
Authority and Power entwine,
Born not of fate but of design.
Promised in ancient script divine,
Yet not bestowed on mere whim’s sign.
For in the crucible of our soul’s domain,
Lies the forge where strengths are attained.
Authority and Power, they decree,
Are fruits of spiritual pedigree.
Not by chance, but by intent,
Our sincere devotion does augment.
In prayer’s embrace and meditation’s dance,
We nurture seeds of transcendent trance.
Discipline molds our spiritual frame,
From it, there is the Authority and Power claim.
What we feed our mind and spirit’s core,
Shapes the essence of what we store.
For every thought, every deed, every hour,
Defines the scope of our inner tower.
Thus, let us tend our sacred flame,
And heed the call of our soul’s claim.
For Authority and Power, we shall find,
In the temple of our devoted mind.
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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

