Sin is in The stillness of The Night as the drops of rain gently ignite.......what bringeth forth space between the air , the fire , the light of sight......why does the spirit cry out at night...it seems as tho to wilt....as tho to die........But inDeeD......the flower.... is chided inside ....with tenderness of light .....a swift gentle surprise....as forth from the soil comes thy fertile foil....which stalk brings perfume.. end the beginning anew ....... a beautiful fragrance begins to fill thy Womb...InDeeD beauty behold as the blossoming takes hold ...and anew a divine waltz begins to unfold........come forth child .....untold ....bold ...child without Sin a new day Begins........................
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