Tears on lighting bolts,
Our lord has dream
Inside dream, being
Human, divine.
Jesus cleansed the
Temple, he was
A revolutionary serving
God's sovereignty and
Claiming back his land.
Mary Magdalene the
Watchtower present
For death, burial, resurrection,
She waited for miracles
To converse, the thief
With the purse containing
Wars in the souls of men.
Jesus laid the foundations
For inner cathedrals.
Does nature wear a
Crucifix, with a figure's
Beating heart anticipating
A second incarnation,
Nature's inquiring antenna
Whispering through trees,
Rivers, prayers pour into
Heaven like a waterfall,
Matrix of wombs, somewhere
A child arrives.
Our lord has dream
Inside dream, being
Human, divine.
Jesus cleansed the
Temple, he was
A revolutionary serving
God's sovereignty and
Claiming back his land.
Mary Magdalene the
Watchtower present
For death, burial, resurrection,
She waited for miracles
To converse, the thief
With the purse containing
Wars in the souls of men.
Jesus laid the foundations
For inner cathedrals.
Does nature wear a
Crucifix, with a figure's
Beating heart anticipating
A second incarnation,
Nature's inquiring antenna
Whispering through trees,
Rivers, prayers pour into
Heaven like a waterfall,
Matrix of wombs, somewhere
A child arrives.
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