Words fail

In the enchantment of GOD I touch and ask

and hear shhhhh.

Some gifts I give you come in my spirit

in silence

private to you

Holy

set out only for you

If I make no two people the same

you should not find it strange

that I love individualistic.

In the stillness my spirit

ministers to you

I let you be a part of me

my place where glory moves and fills

and words fail.

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