The Lion Within
Surrounded in the midst Pressured down by all her fears Ears tingling from all the noise of her past In tears she was shattered to the ground So fragile was her being Under much pressure of intrigue In broken pieces she lay around Looking everywhere but nowhere, vaguely she stares In terror she found no hope Fear in her having a show All hell seemed on the loose In her direction the war raged on Then came the still small voice Speaking deep within her being Far beyond the raging sea Beyond her screaming instincts was His peace With bellows submerging every raving noise It was the roar of the king Silencing every enemy Discharged and acquainted came the thundering verdict Redeemed to live forever free Mounting in strength with every spoken word Drawing courage from the reality of His love She is raised up in victory eternally Forever delivered and set free from the adversaries in conspiracy Today she stands In her Royal robe of white The emblem of grace as her crown And the signet of power is her ring Established in might, forever clad in glory. ©heavenly_broadcast. Photo Credit- Arleen Wiese
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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