Saturday, November 1, 2008

The Candle of Zion







The candle burns bright with love tonight As emotions cause our spirits to take flight. The flame flickering, its’ magic dancing As gentle light on the ceiling is prancing. The walls are lit with a dim yellow haze As our minds drift into an unknown maze. The search for our desires held by the night As we dream of some mystic historical fight. The demons and angels collide in battle As warlords pray with their spears they rattle. The day break comes, the dead lay all around As their souls seek shelter in the great round. The demons are many and their souls are not forgiven As they struggle to reach and seek out the glory of Heaven. The heathens have cast lots with a dark and evil master As they realize now how judgment comes all the faster. The angels are few, in victory they gained much favor As they are welcomed into the arms of eternity to savor. The battle it seemed had an all too familiar outcome As foretold in pages written by the lost and lonesome. The search now shows it truly had a special meaning As many gather around them their bodies gleaming. The dark and evil master has now been captured As many of the faithful rise in the sunlight’s rapture. The story of the battle lives on thru the ages As many now write of it in scattered pages. The demons should have known their fate was sealed As they worshipped pain, their wounds never healed. The victory won the angels move on to a new lit horizon As an all too familiar breath of light lights for a city called Zion. 
 © B.A.S. …:}…. 11/1/08 6:45 AM EST 
In His Service. 2nd Samuel 5…Psalm 70

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