God of Armies

A journey, leaving behind all that constrains us

The path my was narrow and constricted
When the mist cleared, I beheld the portals
Shimmering stones of fire, left me wilted
Encompassed divinely, me, a mere mortal
Guided to the sacred place of the Most High
My material longings left behind the portal
Looking back, I see them, grey ashes floating by

I watched helpless, from beyond the place of the North
Realizing the folly of our mortality on this earth
I saw the ancient clouds of deception brought forth
Dark and gloomy, harbingers of a great death
And in the blindness, all striving is brought to nought
From the wicked wisdom has given a wide berth
Humanity has forgotten all we have been taught

In the dead of night, I hear the seeds breaking
From the womb of the earth, vessels of light
In the darkness seeds of truth germinating
Destined and birthed to fight the good fight
Beyond hills and mountains, I hear the calling
Bear the sword of truth and wield its might
Trust its sturdiness to keep you from falling

In the dark alleyways and murky trenches
Go there bringing the light to the darkness
To the souls seated blindly on park benches
Until our spirits lifted, resonate in oneness
And our hearts in His hands He clenches
As a beautiful creation, made in His likeness
For a truth willing to die in those trenches