Thursday, 12 November 2015

"With in."(Open Mic Night)

With in.

My eyes unfold unto you, a reflection of I am.

Pity the perception most choose, seen not the unity that is grand.

By default our form is not similar, different to the naked eye.

Desperate we search for what is familiar, pardoned by the great lie.

For image is far from blessed, it is the sin to which we most give in.

For we may be many in flesh, yet one spirit dwells within.

It's called The Spirit Within, its about the Holy Spirit.

By Stuart Marc De Bruin.

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