life

E-DEN.

As they burnt down the walls.
The angels came to sing.
No longer afraid.
God brought the angels wings.
Mother, Father God poured Christ way up high.
Golden, amber nectar poured a cup.
Overflowing.
High.
As we gather here – apart.
We cannot be lost nor be held.
As the chambers of ones heart.
Together.
Apart.
Energy with does weld.
A tree of life of dew.
Eden brought from he to you.
The peace, the portal of the call.
Where angels walk and fear do fall.
Of red we do begin.
Purified without – within.
Inter-fear ignite with opalescent fire of might.
We walk in through the green.
The heart portal is to feel.
Then we see scene.
The green of feet will fall.
To rise the lamp.
The light in all.