…flying angels
…away we go-
away we go-
tan, yellow, green-
black, white, and orange-
up and down the interstate-
cars upon cars upon cars-
but this shall not be the day that could be the day-
because as my hand steers, I see the angels flying-
so beautifully amongst us-
do you not see them?
how happy they are?
repairing what the devil hoped to become, but God would not allow-
fixing the screws that sit loose-
the ones we are unaware of-
and the tires that aren’t aligned, shall now become aligned-
how merciful God is-
much more than we know-
but away we go-
away we go
red, gray, blue-
black, purple, and even pink-
up and down the interstate-
cars upon cars upon cars-
but this shall not be the day that could have become the day-
because ive used all mustard seeds of faith, and called upon them-
and the angels answered-
and I smiled as i felt them near-
are you sure you didn’t see them?
as they repaired your car and the other to the left of you-
faith based tools, mustard seed built-
precious flying angels-
so this could be the day that is now meant to be the day-
because faith said so-
amen-
amen-
amen.
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