Harps of Dreams
Singing Yahvael Hums
O' Yahvael, sing to me Your song of Delightful Prints that refreshes the flowers with the oils of Ah-Ah. Let me peek into the heavens of paradise that lengthen the dots of our minds to expand and broaden our spiritual senses to dawn with the angels.
Let our hearts be linked with Your heart like tiny wood particles that make up a chair. Let Your Grace descend on us that we might relax in the rainbow cloves that shelter our minds from the tartoo of darkness goo.
Let Your Mercy paint richness strokes across our eyes as we splendor in the thoughts of Your Love. Precious Lamb, how I wish to bury my head in Your innocence as I cuddle You and listen to the sounds of Your inner stream that follow like a ballad to the harps of dreams. Selah!
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