The Church
Stained glass on the windows, and steeples reaching high.
The sound of instruments playing, and voices rising to the sky.
Hands raise in reverence to a God unseen.
Tears streaming down the face of one who believes.
Some are kneeling down, uttering out their prayer.
Inside these walls are life. While others are in despair.
Let all who enter in know that loves lives here.
Some not understanding, what’s really going on. Standing, watching, waiting for something that unknown.
Then a presence moves upon them, something they cannot explain. The air electrified, and it rains and
rains, and rains.
Many now are weeping, while others sing in song in a unique language, directed to the heavenly throne. Lives are being changed. Never to be the same, glory halleluiah it rains, and rains and rains. Let all that enter in know that loves lives here.
By sillyrainbows
© 2008 sillyrainbows
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