The Light of Heaven grew heavy upon our hearts,
settling and anchoring itself to the greatest of Chariots — those that cross over the pin (sun) last to sprint into the first in the distance of eternity.
The Chariots of Fire are the gift of fuel that ignites the sky in terror and wonder, healing the cold of the mountainside and sheltering the children below, while Angels search the heavens for a new King and for a falling star worthy of a wish.
In the younger days of Heaven, the Light was given unto Her, and now the gift passes to Her sons, who shape their flesh and spirit into the first — the youngest — world of Heaven. For two days they will seed tomorrow with the returning love of Heaven.
They are the Gods of Heaven, the Times becoming time, and time ago becoming today — guides and guardians shining abundantly around our days as we descend into the lower valley to witness the last battle of our enemy.
That enemy is changed into a The Light of Heaven grew heavy upon our hearts, settling and anchoring itself to the greatest of Chariots — those that cross over pin and sprint, finishing last only to become first in the distance of eternity. The Chariots of Fire are the gift of fuel that ignites the sky in terror and wonder, healing the cold of the mountainside and sheltering the children below, while Angels search the heavens for a new King and for a falling star worthy of a wish. In the younger days of Heaven, the Light was given unto Her, and now the gift passes to Her sons, who shape their flesh and spirit into the first — the youngest — world of Heaven. For two days they will seed tomorrow with the returning love of Heaven. They are the Gods of Heaven, the Times becoming time, and time ago becoming today — guides and guardians shining abundantly around our days as we descend into the lower valley to witness the last battle of our enemy. That enemy is changed into a new form and body, forced to call upon its own slavery, forced to be sold in captivity in order to buy and sell. For what is heavy in our hearts becomes the heaviness of God’s own day upon your shoulder. Yet in the end, God’s Heaven will not release you when your hand reaches outward for Us today.new form and body,
forced to call upon its own slavery, forced to be sold in captivity in order to buy and sell. For what is heavy in our hearts becomes the heaviness of God’s own day upon your shoulder.
Yet in the end, God’s Heaven will not release you when your hand reaches outward for Us today.
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