Pray

Stunned by echoes that rippled in time that were once forgotten, only to emerge in triumphant voice.

"I am your essence that has crossed the boundaries of time and space"

Only by the Will of your Lords Love that these words echo in Hearts that Belive.

Naieve to think that I could climb these peaks of Contemplation.

Breathless as my mind looks back at my soul when it was lost to a desire it stole.

Looking to Perish if it wasn't for my Lords Wish that I may overcome this Selfish.

Blessid is the thought that stumbles across the Gardens of delight, visions of Paradise stemmed from the peaks I recognise.

As I stand on the path that ascends to the Sublime, align your stare to the knowledge that I am in Prayer.