Community Bond

One stood at my left; and then a group entered the front door.
No one spoke. Days would pass; and it would dawn upon us;
And hell would break loose. Each one of us, haunted; and war
Beckoned. The outcome is temporary: we must tillage the brain—

and bond the Spirit. (Selah) Combine our souls; and soar our
Lives; and break every curse; and shatter every spell; and surface
But a light; and read but a truth. I reckon time has come: I
Must live the community; and bond but the force. Judah

Dwells deep: and Levites chant; and omens speak to heart;
And thus, a symbol flame; and thus, a broken rope. Every
Minute—a rapture prayer. The world is filled with groups; and
Oneness is power; and volume increases; and spirits enter.
I ask a prayer; and grant return; and feel the light—a rupture
Deep; and pause and feel; and feel the love.