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Heart of a worshipper
Shake heavens
Shake all Thy creations
Check my heart, see how it hurts
Open the portal to the flood of your bountiful presence
Immensely immersed in your glory
Am I ready to follow your course
The race of heights
somewhere holds the chase of knights
The place of thoughts replenishes
yet still taunts
Engraved beasts awake and live again
They surge in desire
Elongated pillars in a misty space begin to fall
They grudge in fear
Going low, surging higher
All is on fire
The roofless top of the space darkens
Countless hopes sunken
Shall I raise again and worship?
Whatever surrounds these walls
Only God knows

~Nicholas~